"Wanting to know exactly what... what kind of pain you're inflicting?" That question was worrying but her tone was genuinely curious, if a little nerv...us. "I guess it is." I said, "But don't change the subject. Was it really just the crop? Plus the clamps I guess..." "Yeah the clamps were insane. Like, probably the most painful part." she said, "I was so happy when you took them off for like, half a second, and then I thought you were burning me or something." My mind briefly went to the thin,. I felt content feeling him fuck my head by thrusting deeper and deeper into my mouth. Even though my eyes watered, my throat hurt and I felt like I could barely breathe, I knew there wasn’t anything else I want to be doing.Eventually, I guess my mouth was too much for Jeremy. I felt him shudder in my mouth and heard him groan. He held my head with his cock deep in my mouth and came straight down my throat. It wasn’t a lot but it was his first time cumming and I was so happy that I was the one. At the bar a handful of regulars sipped liqueurs with their coffee and eyed the newcomers. The travelers all wore jogging suits with Jacksons wifes logo in with a chic but, casual look. A blonde Danish woman asked if anyone was interested in a fuck while they were here. The law on sex work was pretty informal. In general you needed to have some other occupation and a woman could not be married or living with a man to avoid any appearance of pimping or coercion in the relationship. Otherwise it. They arrived at the hotel where the evening’s festivities were to take place ten minutes later. Emma looked at where the end of his large bulge was in his trousers. There was a small but distinct wet spot where his pre-cum had leaked out. “I see you’ve been thinking of me lately. Don’t forget our date later!” she said.Arthur smiled and gave a bit of a shudder in her direction.He helped her out of the limo, blocking the views of her legs and crotch from the insistent cameras. Emma smiled up at.