"Do you disapprove of what we do?"No, sir." Have you not participated yourself, without cost, I should remindyou.." I have." Ayaan smiled brightly and... grabbed his man by the shoulders."And was it not the most amazing thing you have ever witnessed in yourlifetime? Wasn't it beautiful?" Yes. Yes it was." Then why do you feel this way?" You're right." Stop that," he balked, opening the giant door with a keypad on the wallof the corridor. "I want you to tell me the truth. Not like thosesycophants.". I stood there, frozen. I had never had my cock in another man before and here it was deep in this boy, with another man holding my ass gently forcing me to move my hips so my cock was sliding in and out of this k** I didn't even know. I felt as if I was d**gged or under some kind of spell. Terrified and extremely aroused at the same time, I tried in vain not to let the feeling of the boy's hole make me cum. This k** was the same age as my son and I felt both horrified at what I was doing and. It was the postman and he had a parcel for me that required my signature on delivery. It was postmarked Los Angeles but I did not recognise the name or address on the back. I opened it and saw that it was a videocassette, entitled 'Majorcan Pleasures'. There was a note enclosed. It was from Carl! I thanked my lucky stars that Kelly was out. She had left quite early to go shopping in the West End. I picked up the note to read it. There was no address shown.'Dear Ben,I thought you might like this. ‘Like I said, that depends on you and your parents,’ Patrick repeated. Callia shivered and closed her eyes, trying to block out the sensation of Patrick’s hands on her breasts. ‘You are such a pretty thing,’ he commented, squeezing a nipple hard enough to make her yelp. ‘Is she awake?’ Greg asked from the doorway. Patrick growled and cursed his brother’s timing. ‘Yes. Get her a burger, I’ll be back later,’ Patrick answered, pushing himself away from her. Callia watched as Patrick walked out the.