He told her to feel pleasure in control. He told her to breathe in submission and breathe out resistance. He told her he was her Master.Master. Oh God..., yes, I need a Master so badly.Finally, he told her she could consciously forget what he had said, but absorb it all. She didn't want to forget. She needed to remember, because this was what she needed so badly. Still, some of it receded into her subconscious. Orders he had given her that she must obey whenever he gave them again. That was okay.. It's amazing how easily you can find another man who wants to share a hot wanking session. But now I use a site that you join and have a profile page.Lately if I am going to knock one out, I nearly always go online and make sure some other guy watches me shoot. I don't last very long when I'm exhibiting myself like this, but I cum with a new level of intensity. Normal jerking seems to be a waste. It's almost like I think I MUST be seen cumming now.Some time ago a fellow site member sent me a PM. . Slipping your finger under the waistband you feel his hard shaft... you stop and looking at him, you see he’s worried... you whisper ‘relax... you’ll enjoy it more’ as you gently but firmly release his cock... you look down and gasp.... its bigger than you’ve seen before, you can’t resist... dropping to your knees you stare at it inches away from you face... you see the end start to pull back as he gets harder.. Exposing the red wet end, before you can stop yourself your tongue is licking the. And there are more!"Both slender bodies easily fit on the morgue gurney and Sidney was panting by the time he finished scribbling out the required forms. His eyes kept darting to the seductive shapes in body bags as he licked his lips nervously. "Hey Sidney, is that a flashlight in your pocket or are you sporting a boner?" one of the men chuckled. He quickly pushed the gurney into the back as the men laughed uproariously. "Enjoy yourself, Sidney," someone called as the door slammed and the.