She lay back supporting herself with her hands placed behind her, looking up at him, the calculating expression back in place. “OK Mr Professional. ...Fuck her faster! Like you mean it!” “Please, call me Kris,” he replied with a smile and another small shrug as he adjusted his grip on Susan’s hips. Susan gave a muffled squeal into Helen’s quim as Kris suddenly burst into a new gear. Her knees began shaking again as the sensation sent her brain into meltdown. He was going like a piston and she. "You gonna tell me what the hell this is about?" We watched the video of you, Sean and Ian. I couldn't stop thinking about it, so I came in here to stroke myself. But I couldn't stop in time and I blew." Yeah?" Uh, yeah." He gestured and opened the door all the way. On the wall over his bed was a jizz stain that look like he'd thrown a water balloon.I had to admit, the image appealed to me. Cutie, alone, whacking off so hard, he left that on the wall. "Yeah. So I guess I have to think of a. If you tell Brenda that her Master wants her downstairs, she'd normally follow your lead, but I specifically told her to stay. You'll need me to tell her, which I'm exceedingly happy to do so." Ok, then. Convince me that it's safe for me to untie you." Hmm. Master, while I know I belong to you and that I'd do whatever I could to make sure you were safe and happy, I can see why you're not sure. I'd beg you to believe me, but that won't actually help convince you, so let me think. I could shout. I almost went running over. I stilled my desire, knowing that the creation needed to be hers. She had to learn on her own. ‘Yep,’ I replied, ‘first cut a petal free from the others, then begin to trim the excess, cut by cut. It doesn’t have to be absolutely perfect – just close. The grinder will take care of the smoothness.’ I pointed to the grinder, a white boxy thing with a metal spindle poking out of the top. Amber nodded and moved the oil closer and grabbed the cutter. She remembered the.