I like putting on a show. I would only do this for you. I know others are watching. I don’t care. I want them to see the long, hard object that will...be filling me. I can feel that fire building inside of you. I know it’s time. I get up off my knees and turn away from you again. I know my role. You need to have control and I just took some of it from you. I know of your past and if I were anybody else, it would be different. I wore the stockings and the heels just like you prefer. You tease me. He sent them Mes’s transmission.“Master, why would they turn to Mes and not come directly to meet you?” Simel asked with a silvery gorilla frown.“Elijah want to peek at your refinement technique, big brother”. Kartius noted. “It’s possible that they felt apprehensive to come and demand this in your home and therefore selected to catch and compel one of your apprentices to do the dirty job...”“I thought of it, also”. Simel nodded. “Master, you probably considered this as well”.“I did. Myself,. We seemed totally compatible and I didn't mind who she was. I accepted her for who she is.. not for what "society" says a woman should be. Whatever it was, I thought she was perfect. Once I again, I watched her dribble spit all over my dickhead as she pumped away on my hard cock. I was getting close but I didn't want her to know that I was about to cum. Telling her that earlier while she was giving me a blowjob only caused her to stop and start again. I didn't want her to stop. I wanted her to. I stepped close to Shirley, pressing my bulging erection against her soft pussy. I could feel the wet heat of her arousal immediately soaking through my sweatpants as she rolled her hips against me. I wanted to fuck Shirley, but I checked with Bill, silently pantomiming unrolling a condom. He nodded, and opened a drawer in the bureau while I slid my sweatpants down, heavy cock springing free. Bill picked out a and handed it to me, camera rolling as I rolled it down my aching erection. Overcome.