I pull it out of her mouth and let the head of the toy flop down between her breasts. I drag it slowly down her body, leaving a wet trail. Rubbing the... head along the length of her slit, she rocks her hips again. "Please…." she begs. "Please what?" I say, never tiring of that particular game. "Please fuck me with that toy!" she replies immediately, cutting right to the chase. Rewarding her for her answer, I slide the toy into her, twisting it slightly as I went. She moans her approval, as I work. But she too afraid to protest as she feared Jerome's shouting more than her own discomfort."Please ... please don't shout ... at ... me," Daniella pleaded."Sssshhhh. I won't shout. You just got to listen to me once and just do it. I don't know what is it that you're so chicken of," Jerome calming her down.He fondled with her short Brunette hair. Jerome enjoyed shouting at her but these weren't those times. After all she was helping him create his birthday party in her own home. She also had a. Reaching behind me with both hands, I undo my bra, letting one side fall down my arm. I glide that arm above my head and grab onto the pole. My other arm has now become an invisible lover, and starts to tease my skin. I start to move side to side on the pole, still facing the audience, still with my panties on, but my bra has made its way to the back of the stage. My left hand, the one that's not on the pole, floats down my throat, between my breasts and then over to one nipple, stroking it,. The only other thing that you need to know is the rise of each step. As a Dragon, you appear to be able to lift your feet quite high. How much can you raise your feet?” she asked.“I would think between two feet and thirty inches at that size,” I told her.“Good, we usually use a foot, as it simplifies things. The highest steps are usually less, perhaps eight or nine inches. You may want to do that also,” she told me.“So, I’m looking at 16 or 17 steps to get up to 40 feet or so,” I said.“Yes,.