You drop the tools you hold and do as you are told. You want to argue, but cannot. You were looking forward to coming in and having a beer before dinn...er, but my appetite differs from yours this evening. You have the notion to yell "Ball", but your buzzing asshole keeps you from doing so. I go to the bedroom and get the blindfold. I bring it into the door way where you kneel and place it over your eyes. I make you stand and I take off your shirt. I run my fingers down your naked chest. I undo. It took me to a whole new level. There was pressure, there was tension, there was electricity. There was … oooh. That was intense. My toes tingled. The sensations kept hitting me in waves. Finally, as it subsided, I collapsed on him, enervated. I put my arms around him and squeezed tight. I held on as I slowly caught my breath. ‘What the hell was that, and is there ever going to be a time I stop asking you that question?’ ‘It was in the book. It puts pressure on your bladder which is supposed. "God this is turning me on!" Sable sighed, heaving deeply. She pressed the pet's wet tits together with her hands and licked between them. Casi nodded and wrapped her lips around the pet's cleaned cunt and had her tongue dance over the pet's clit.The pet's body began to thrum. Her heart was beating so hard that she thought it might explode from her chest at any minute. She contained the urge to scream, trying desperately to keep her voice deep within her throat.Sable leaned back on her haunches. "My body clenched with want and shivered with fear. I knew right then that I needed to stay away from Michael. Whenever he came for Marcia, I went to my room. He started calling me a rabbit.Their relationship only lasted a month more. Marcia was crushed. I was relieved.Then, one evening, about a year later, when I was studying at the University library, Michael Baptiste sought me out."Hello, Prudence," he said in a hushed tone.I looked up. "Michael." You moved." I know. I had to downsize."He.