In the beginning it was just once in awhile. Just like the dreams, when they first started. Coming to him only when he had felt secure in the fact he ...ad pushed them back to some forgotten place in his mind. On occasions he would find himself standing in front of the rod iron fence which enclosed the cemetery, just watching, for what he was not sure. Always walking way feeling a bit foolish, yet with an emptiness that seemed to form in the very depths of his soul. Women came and went, he could. His teeth nipped, making her squeak, before soothing the sting with his tongue. He pulled back, hands sliding down her waist to squeeze her hips. “Up on the desk,” he said quietly, spinning his chair. She was up in a flash, and he arranged her so that her feet were braced on the arms of his chair, revealing the tantalizing lengths of her legs to him, along with that beautiful place between her thighs, where he could see the crotch of her panties was already wet. “Lean back on your hands.” She. Cherie and Chuck had arrived. Cherie burst out laughing and Chuck joined in too when she pointed to me, naked at the window. Blanche took my Leash and positioned me toward the rear of the lounge, about seven feet from partition doors. The women clapped and shook Cherie and Chuck's hands as they entered; some remarking on how they had enjoyed the show from last week. Cherie strutted over to me and slapped my face hard."Kiss my feet you useless creep. I hope you have behaved well. Did you enjoy. I immediately grabbed a blanket and covered my cock, so I could quickly turn away and look like I was cold or something if she happened to wake up. A horrible plan really but I was transfixed by those feet. I stared at her perfect feet and began furiously stroking my cock. In no more than thirty seconds I exploded with the biggest load of cum I had ever mustered (to that point). Feeling embarrassed, but extremely satisfied, I threw the soiled blanket under my bed and went about doing my.