" So, would you ever wear something like that out?" he asked, a wrysmile on his face.I shrugged again. "I don't know, maybe. I mean, I get turned on b...y theidea, but not sure, I'd ever have the guts to go through with it." So," he grinned, "you like the idea of teasing guys with your asshanging out?"I blushed and looked down at my thigh-high boots. "Well, yes, I lovethe idea." So, if your Master ordered you to wear that and took you out, you'dbe pretty excited?" he was smiling slyly. I could. She glanced between her legs again, this time a little longer.He still seemed slow on the uptake.“I need you to finish me, please,” she finally asked. “I want your tongue inside me.”Suddenly, Mitch understood. “Ohhhhh,” he said with a chuckle.A moment later, he had positioned his head between her thighs. Her beautiful, forty-six-year-old thighs. He trained his eyes on Gayla’s muff. Her divine slit. Her heavenly snatch. He tickled it with his tongue. He kissed her vulva gently. He plunged his. As usual, the beautiful full-length brown leather trench coat she wore wasunbuttoned with the wide belt undone. She was about to learn that leather needsto be worn properly. I knotted some cord around her elbows pulling them closelytogether and then hauled her to her feet. Leaning her back against the kitchenwall I did the coat up the way it was designed to be worn but left the hoodresting across her shoulders. As I let go she slid down the wall to sit on the floor and I left her therewhile. Yeah, erotic isn't it? I know, I know, you wish you thought of it first. Hey, the more you play with it, the harder it gets and sooner or later white stuff will puss out the top. Sexy ladies, sex-eee!"'The Loop' continued to receive a nice mix of laughs and grunts. It was a good show. When he finally left the stage, the crowd was on their feet for a standing applause. He ran right to the bathroom backstage, but it was occupied so he made his way around and used the men's room the audience was.