Mike see's this and withdraws his luscious thick cock from my mouth & throat, "Whats going on?" "He needs a condom I say" "Hey mate, condom!" "I don't...have one" Condom only, that was the deal" He's not happy! and is still trying to force the head in, I'm not happy either, neither are a couple of the guys next to him who join in, there's a tussle, pushing and shoving, I start to panic, my clothing is mauled, I hear a rip, then a huge guy in blue logo'd overalls just pushes him away, "You heard. We enjoy risqué and kinky sex – a lot of it.Several weeks ago, I laid out her over-the-knee gray suede boots and black cape. She stood naked in our bedroom, and I instructed her to pull on the boots, then turn around with her back to me. I fastened black-leather restraint cuffs to each of her wrists then connected the cuffs with a short length of chain. I draped the cape over her shoulders and partially buttoned its front, leaving the buttons on the lower part undone.I took her down to the. He laughed, humorlessly, at his use of the personal pronoun'he' and the possessive adjective 'his' in his mentalruminations. In truth, nothing about the young, attractiveprofessional-woman peering back at him from the mirror'sother-worldly dimension was in any way masculine. It was onlysheer determination and pure cussedness on Edward's part thathe even tried to cling to the masculine tense. After - what had it been? Days? Weeks? He really had no ideahow long he'd been here for the simple. I usually smoke some weed in my clients back yards to mellow out and just enjoy the sunshine. As usual I went into my clients pool house, shit its as big as a regular house if you ask me. Anyway real plush shady with a classy bar and all. As I took a few puffs I felt a tingle in my balls , so like anyone I grabbed my cock and started to stroke it, but you know this is my clients place so I was being low key about it by pulling a throw pillow on top to hide my raging boner. Just then I heard the.