Jake gently kneaded the tensed muscles of my bottom, pulling my body tightly into his as our mouths, lips and tongues worked overtime. I felt the lump... in his boxer shorts pressing against my belly and dimly realised what it might mean but this time I wasn’t scared. Jake’s hands moved from my buttocks to the cleft between them and once again a searching finger began to trace a line from my lower back downwards towards my groin. This time there were no unwanted knickers to bar the way and. ‘’ Now, are you ready to begin?’’ she said. I dared not disappoint her again but all I could manage was moan in response. She held her hand to my nose. ‘’ I want you to suck on my fingers as if they were a cock and you were a hungry whore’’ Mistress Order. Using all of my strength I timidly began to suckle on her fingers. She slapped me hard across my bruised breasts. ‘’ Is that what I asked for?’’. I shrunk away in terror, but managed to gain enough control to try again. This time I darted me. I immediately had visions of a big, muscular young guy coming after me for having sex with his GF. In truth, it wasn't that at all. She told me when she confessed to her BF, he got hot - they talked of the details - and apparently had very hot sex. With that bit of relaxing knowledge, I felt better. I asked what she wanted. She said, post-coital, the two of them discussed both coming to me. I wasn't shocked, but - since he didn't know me - I was a bit surprised at the abruptness of the whole. I'd used my electric razoron my temples a lot recently, but not on my face. Yet Donna's handhad touched only smooth skin.-May 18thThe individual strands of gray hair had graduated into full-on tufts.This morning, Donna came into the bathroom before I had a chance toget out the razor."Oh," she said, surprised, "Nestor, you look so young!" Young?" I grabbed at my protruding plumage. "Look at all this grayhair!"Donna just laughed. "Nestor, you don't have gray hair." What?" Look," she.