I do not tease cocks and make them dribble in men’s pants. I allow them to be free, to jerk, to cum and to see my flesh. Both of them stared at me i... disbelief – and to be honest I could not believe what I was saying either. But there, I had said it.I slowly turned around and walked over to the public toilets – a few metres from where they stood, and walked into the men’s section. There was no one (thankfully) and I went to the cubicle and waited. They must have been there more often than me –. I just couldn't keep my eyes off of them, the soft curve where they were supported by her bra, they way they seemed to hang as she bent down, I just wanted to grab a hold of them and squeeze them. I'm so sure she was egging me on each time she bent down.She asked if I wanted a coffee or anything, which I accepted, so our conversation took us through to their kitchen, which is a small and cramped affair, meaning we were in close proximity to each other whilst we were in there, so I decided to. After he let her body calm down he reach's for the candle and lights it and slowly drips wax over her nipples making them hard all over again which causes her to moan out loudly. He sits the candle down and reach's for the gag ball and puts it into her mouth and goes back to dripping wax over her nipples then slowly down her stomach. He slowly makes a ring of wax on her stomach as her moans are muffled by the gag ball in her mouth. As she laid there she couldn't help but to thing, "god i. ”“A week. Two, tops, Mimi. I’ll see what I can do, but be thinking...”“Yes, ma’am.”I wasn’t able to get my mind into the group session that afternoon and I tossed and turned all night. I knew there had to be a solution that didn’t involve me hitting the street again.Per our agreement, Tommy was waiting outside at six thirty the next morning. I got into his car.“Breakfast,” he said. “Do you mind a drive-through?”“That’s good,” I replied tersely.“Something wrong?”“Tommy, I’m in trouble.”I heard.