It wouldn't do to be an ungracious guest.The conversation was surprisingly pleasant and covered a range of topics from the latest movies, to the lates... politics. Ken was extremely surprised to find that Costa didn't have any higher an opinion about the current administration than he did."Iraq," he said with disgust. "The guy who killed our people is still running free, and that idiot had us invade Iraq and create a whole new crop of terrorists." It does seem pretty stupid," agreed Ken."You ever. It came with a note attached that said not to open it until 9:00 am the next day. Her level of anticipation was on the rise and she was tempted to open it early, but she knew she wouldn’t because he had commanded that she not open it.All through the rest of the day, she could feel herself getting wet with excitement for whatever he had in store for her. Her dreams that night were filled with all sorts of possibilities and by the time 9:00 am rolled around on Saturday, she was frantic to see. Was it over? Suddenly, the hardest stroke of all landed, on my buttocks in- stead of my back. Before I could even react, John operated a quick release, freeing my legs and my handcuffs from the pole. He caught me as I slumped down, eased me to my back, attached the handcuffs to a flooring. John then spread-eagled my legs, tied them that way, and mounted me. Again, there were the conflicting sensations, of the pain of my back and rear against the floor, and John within me. The pain subsided,. He leaned forward, rubbed his crotch over my face. I could feel him growing and see it as well. The pouch swelled and I could see the head of his penis begin to peek out over the waist band. He was humming, tunelessly as he rubbed away, 'pull it out he ordered quietly, pull it out. I took a hold of his waistband and lowered it to just under his low hanging balls. He fell out hitting me in the face and I leaned back to examine what I had set free. It hung heavily at first, then slowly.