. I've never done anything like that before. I don't know what to do." He stared into her wide blue eyes and laughed softly. She knew instinctively th...at the more she protested her innocence and inexperience, the more he would want her to do it. "It’s just like stroking a dog or a cat, but you'll enjoy it much more." "How do I know that?" "Let’s give it a try. Kneel down in front of me and gently stroke . . . MY COCK." At this point, Mike molded his fingers around and over his shaft, almost like. “I know the chicken’s going to be a little tough, and the breading is kind of falling off, and I didn’t really get to mix the rice properly...”“Can’t talk,” was all Will said as he powered through the bowl in between sessions of blowing on his spoon and gulping water, eventually just accepting the mild burns in order to get the delicious combination of rice, chicken, and vegetables into his mouth faster.All too quickly, the bowl was empty. He got up and took it over to the stove, scooping more. Every time you speak I will punish Sally so keep your mouth shut!” “Please let us go” begged Chris.“I warned you! “I told him. I gagged Chris with some duct tape and turned to Sally.I thought of the Olsen twins on the other side of those mirrors and decided that a bit of a show was in order.I turned to Sally, “Your choice bitch, clamps or whip?” “What?” she said.“You have a choice, nipple clamps or the whip if you don’t choose I’ll use both”“You can’t be serious!, do you know who I am! I’ll. She teased me relentlessly, sucking me to hardness and then sliding her juicy sex over my chest and back to my mouth for me to service her, all the while pinching my nipples or slapping my cock against my stomach."Please Mistress, I need to cum. I need it really bad." I wasn't sure when I had started calling her Mistress during the night's games, but it seemed much easier now that I had started."Mmmmm... Is Her horny? Does Her want to be fucked?"I didn't even have time to wonder about her.