I love this cock like nothing before.He moaned then pulled my head back 'your going to make me cum' he said, obviously offering me the chance to take ...the cum over me and not in my mouth....I looked him right in the eyes and smiled, I went back down on him, strokgin faster, sucking more, I wanted his juice, boy did I want that cum, to taste, to feel to help satify.He held mu head and was fucking my mouth, oh the pleasure, the joy of oral sex...he buckled, moaing and said something then wooooothe. The car was empty. Beth said, ‘I’ll close and lock the car.’ I said, ‘Kaye, go back to the clothesline post and stand just as you did before.’ ‘Yes, Master.’ She sounded beat, defeated. I brought my digital camera, in my pocket. Beth was standing ten feet from Kaye, looking at her. She asked, ‘Should I be nude, too?’ I said, ‘Yes, then I have someone beautiful to look at.’ From fifteen feet back from Kaye I took the camera out of my pocket and aimed it at her. She begged me not to take. Fairness didn't seem to enter into it for her. We were looking at thisfrom such diametrically opposed points-of-view that it was hard to seehow there could be a way to resolve things. Still, I was convinced thatwe could, I'd get over my anger and she'd get over her... Well, whateverexactly she was feeling, that never was clear to me, and we'd still befriends. It didn't seem like she much felt the same way, and thatworried me. No matter how upset and angry I was, I didn't want to loseour. ’ Michael repeated, as he reached into his clunky old refrigerator. He turned around to see her gazing down at the table, frowning as if she was looking into the eyes of a dying squirrel. ‘Are… are you all right?’ ‘Does it fucking look like I’m all right?’ she growled. She smiled bitterly and mumbled, ‘Those were the first words I said to you.’ ‘Yeah, I know,’ Michael said, smiling fondly. ‘I’ve got something I’ve been wanting to tell you for three weeks, three weeks I’ve fucking thought about.