A bit later, and I’m rubbing the side of Harmon’s face and telling him what a sexy, sweet man he is?and he’s going for it, getting real excited.... Then, while he’s not looking, I slip off my high heel, and, grabbing it by the tip of the shoe, slam it into Harmon’s balls.And then Harmon cries. A big, strong man, can you imagine it? Remember, he is the one who asked me to dominate him, and every now and then he tells me how satisfied he is with our new relationship, but the crybaby thing is not too. ” she nodded and continued caressing my cock through my pants. I reached under her and pulled her damp panties down her legs. She lay back on the bed and i lay beside her, with my hand stroking her sweet little shaved pussy. “i shaved for you,” she said.”i love it shaved, thank you.” i pressed my finger into her slit and felt her wetness. My finger worked its way into her tight little cunt moving in and out getting nice and wet. “so you want to be my whore?””oh yes,” she replied between. She looked good, and I know she knew it. Her hair, Jet black in a Page Boy style, Brown skin, Almond shaped eyes, a revealing fishnet black shirt with no bra. Was that her nipple caught in one of the many holes in the material? I got excited, as I imagined taking her nipple into my mouth, gnawing gently, flicking my tongue against it. I had to shift on my bar stool, my clit piercing was rubbing through my underwear, against the material of my khaki pants before continuing my inventory of her.. A few seemed to have not even heard the wake-up call. Among these latter were two, who lay still for a few moments as their brains, troubled by some uncomfortable memory struggling to emerge from sleep, sought to remember what the new day had brought. One of them was Priscilla. The other was Deirdre. Their thoughts were quite independent, but closely parallel. For Priscilla it was a dawning that this threatened to be the day that her bottom was finally doomed to encounter the cane. She.