‘Please, what are you…,’ but the sentence is rudely interrupted by the muffling effect of my balls in your mouth (another of your specific reque...sts, clearly, you’ve been reading). Tying back your arms, I grunt with satisfaction at the tonguing you lavish on my nuts. Feeling generous, I reach behind and grip your breasts hard, stretching and pulling to hear a moan escape from your busy mouth. ‘First things first,’ I whisper, as I suddenly disappear, leaving you audibly dismayed. Before you can. A sharp gasp and a grunt of appreciation mixed with the sudden buzz of the toy to fill the silence of my bedroom. With my eyes closed my Master had me helpless with arms at my sides, hand raised to my pillow while my hips began to work on thier own.I heard my own breathing turn to panting and then to weak mewling and moaning in time with my rising stimulation.That first climax hit me like a freight train leaving me nothing more than a hot wet smear across the landscape, unstoppable and loud and. .wasnt long before we were in the box with the lads doing the great to see ya shit and the craic was flyin,sil always fancied nikki and i kinda suspected she had a thing for him too and with the vodka and charlie flowing the dirty dancing was filthy by the time the set was over and we were in the green room tiding up their crap and ordering a taxi to the hotel they were staying at,few more drinks in the bar and we went up to their room to do a few lines......we had been in their room for an. My mom startedto tell me that the name of the store was called 'Hurt and Heeled' causeit was owned by Mr. Hunt and the name was a play on his name. Being'hurt' you get 'healed'. In this case 'Hurt & Heeled'. Just as shefinished telling me about the store name a man came over and hugged mymom."Well hello Vanessa! It's so nice to see you here!" the older gentlemansaid."Mr. Hurt! Its nice to see you too!" my mom said."Call me Jacob. And who do we have here?" Jacob asked looking at me."This is my.