”She knew that despite his words, he couldn’t enjoy it and felt guilty for no good reason. Guilty for not paying any attention to him or even gett...ing to know a single thing about him. Guilty for harboring that stupid crush when he was a man who knew what real love and loss were. She lay her hand on his shoulder and he covered her hand in his in silence. His fingers were warm and rough. After a moment, she knelt down next to him and let her hand slip down to join his other hand. She slipped her. But there was kindness in his voice. “Now tell your Master how it feels and then we will have you stand up and walk around for us.” All of a sudden I felt so self-conscious. The metal inside me felt so large and cold. It excited me. It all felt so strange. “It feels… it’s hard to describe.” Mr. Johnson had been having me clean his cock he moved back and lifted me up so I could see what they were all looking at. They were all around me and admiring Frank’s handiwork. It really was beautiful.. She moaned. I started to suck on her nipple and then gently nip it. That was the signal for the growl. I changed sides. After a quick groan of frustration as I transferred my attentions the growl continued. Keeping both hands on her breasts I slid southwards kissing gently as I went. When I stuck my tongue in her tummy button there was a small squeak of ticklish laughter and then the growl resumed.I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her thong and pulled it down over her hips and slid it. Her legs were trembling as the flow continued to spew out everywhere. She told me to stop, then finally grabbed my hand, removing it from inside her. I didn't know then but later learned she had what was called squirted. I backed away looking at her breasts rising and falling while she started regaining her normal breathing. “Oh my god “ she said with a smile “phew I have never cum like that” and rolled over on her side. My urge to cum was gone but my cock was still hard when she asked for a.