Problem."Tommy nodded. He knew. He was one of those ways, though he wasn't about tolet her know it.***The next day, Tommy was told that Don Sciavoni w...nted to see him.On business."You wished to speak with me, sir," he said softly as he reported to theoffice of his gang lord. It looked like the office of the CEI of any largefirm. The Don sat behind a dark cherry wood desk. He'd been looking at aspreadsheet when Tommy entered."Yes," the man said. Don Carlo Sciavoni was a tall, muscular man, his. "I came but it was no better. I wanted him to crawl to me. Here was this gorgeous man who seemed to have no need for me. I realized that he wasn't going to walk to me much less crawl. I ran from the house. I stood outside crying and he came to me and gently took me in his arms. What he said then froze my blood and finally brought me completely to my senses."He comforted me like you would a child, not like a lover. He said he understood that I thought I was right. He said that I should return. I can feel your heat and you're soaking my hand. You fucking love this. That only encourages me to go further. "Work yourself against my hand," I command. It's no suggestion this time. You give me a nervous smile as you begin to subtly rock your hips and grind yourself against my knuckles. Your mouth opens slightly and your breath grows more rapid. "Keep going," I whisper. I don't need to be forceful now, you're totally into this. You lean forward and put your elbows on the table to steady. She seemed impressed and saw how hard my cock was through my tights. she said is this the first time you've wore tights and it is just for me? i said no and then told her about how i had started wearing tights and stockings a few years ago and how i'd never told anyone about it and how i loved the feel of them. she then started to rub my cock with her feet through my tights and it felt amazing. this time she didn't give me a proper footjob she just kept rubbing my cock through my tights with.