Now what should I do to reward you honey, for a suck job like that, I think you deserve something nice.’ He sat on the edge of the bed, and bent his...head to flick his tongue against my nipples and they instantly went to hard pebbles. As he squeezed and fondled them, I found his hands were as big as the rest of him and they were rough on my skin, but I didn’t care. It felt so good and I told him so. He chuckled and really gave my melon sized tit’s a work out with his mouth and hands. I could. Now thinking to myself he's acting weird. He reached up and grabbed my buckle and started tugging at it," what do you think your doing" I asked, now a little pissed off." I just wanted to see how it worked" he stated. Pushing his hands down I showed him again. Thinking I got to get out of here before someone else came in.I went back to the bar and ordered a beer and shot. He( I'll call him Robert) came and sat next to me. By this time the alcohol cought up to me. I said my good byes to everyone. Christmas Eve. My wife and step-mother would insist on an ostentatious display of piety. Mass on both Sylvester and Christmas and money to their underlings. Gold to our servants, silver to the rabble.I was revolted on Gruendonnerstag, too. [Maundy Thursday] Luckily, I missed their bounty theatricals this year.Carl would be here. And Max. I will need to ask Josef. Roast goose on Monday and then a family excursion to the Cathedral for mass. I will attend mass, but not take communion. I cannot. I love to make you beg for my mouth. ‘Please, Ashley. Please.’ Your voice is hoarse and sexy and barely above a whisper. It brings an evil smile to my face to know I can bring you to this state. I could make this strong, sexy, independent man fall to his knees and beg for me. It makes me want you even more when you submit to the power I have over you. ‘Please what? Tell me what you want, and it’s yours. You know that.’ I feel wicked but I know you secretly love it when I tease you. I can’t help.