His hands were massive and had looked to be made for building and creating but instead he chose numbers. His mind was as sharp as any scholar. He was ...ruly a site to behold. They lived in a beautiful part of the city where all the neighbors were polite and the houses were something out of a story book with manicured lawns and pristine white fences. Their house in particular was immaculately decorated in each room with expensive furniture and wonderful modern paintings. They were the perfect. I think I may need to keep the cuffs on you until I am certain you aren’t dangerous.” I sulk a bit, although the thought of keeping the handcuffs on a little longer is extremely exciting. “I assure you that I am not a danger to anyone. Is there any way that I may be able to convince you?” I ask you as I gaze up at your face with the most innocent of eyes. You ponder this for a moment and you begin to smile again. “Well, maybe there is one way,” you say. “I want you to suck my dick, but. “A what?” asks Carl.“A drink,” explains June. “Before the meal.”“Tea,” I croak, pointing to my throat.“With honey, Miss?” adds June. A light thrill runs through me from her question.“I’ll have a beer if you have one,” adds Carl. “As an aperitif, I recommend champaign or port,” says June. “I apologize, no beer.”“That’s fine,” adds Carl, but it’s clear it’s not fine.“My mistress suggests the port.”“Fine, whatever,” says Carl. He hates wine, but I think he’s uncomfortable in the new space and is. I didn’t agree with her and said that penis are up to 8-9” long. She said that it is not possible. She asked me the size of my penis and insists to measure my penis. I told her that my wife is out of station and she is making me horny. Measuring my penis will make me hornier and I have to feel unconformable all day as I cannot have sex today with my wife as she is out of station.But she insists me that she wants to measure my penis as she also let me to measure her figure. I agree with her but.