Now what am I going to do? Everything I need for work, my clothes, everything I have is in that apartment!" "Well for starters, why don't we go into m... apartment, I'll make us some coffee and we can see if we can figure something out. You're not doing yourself any good sitting out in this drafty hallway," I suggested. I stood up and offered her my hand. She looked up and cracked a weak, but appreciative smile, and took my hand. I helped her to stand. "Thank you," she said softly, looking down a. I want to taste that penis. I want it. I poke my head up just so he can see me watching him. It doesn’t bother him. He keeps masturbating for me. He looks pretty damn hot. He smiles and nods for me to go over and join him, which I do. He takes my hand and places it around his penis. It blows me away. It feels hard, but the skin is oh so soft. I slowly begin to slide my hand up and down moving his foreskin. I close my eyes and for that moment lose myself in wanking him. My fingers slide down my. Daddy Art put a pair of nipple clamps on me (my nipples drive me crazy when they're abused) and removed the dental device. "Close your mouth sweet Karen and don't you dare swallow," he told me. He scooped up more cum from the bowl and wiped it across my cheeks and around my neck and across my chest. "I'm giving you a cum bath sissy, doesn't it feel wonderful? Don't you just love holding our cum in your mouth, letting the texture and taste saturate your being while I massage your skin with. " and Mary interrupted me."I don't have anything to say to you Frank and I've no interest in what you might want to say to me" and she hung up on me.I left work early and drove over to where she worked, but when I got there I found that she'd just left. I went home and got on the phone and called every one that was at the party on Saturday to see if I could find out what happened. I'd had too much to drink to remember. Nobody knew a thing. Most just remembered me being the life of the party and.