I wish I could tell you exactly how I got here but I’m afraid it would lead to me being doubled over in pain and I’m liable to load my drawers wit...h shit.”Melody was laughing, “Charlie always said you were sometimes full of shit, Bob. So what’s new? I take it you’re not gonna tell me how you got here?”I wanted to tell her in the worst way. Hmmm, oh yeah, I’ll just put one of those silent confidentiality things into Melody’s head. Charlie said we could do that almost an unlimited number of times.. My dick responded. Despite my disgust, it was cock was getting hard in this man's hands. It was growing to its full length, and soon he was sliding his up to my nipples, gently. He kept his eyes closed, but his hands had found their way to my thighs, spreading my legs open wide as he jerked my dick.He was hungry for it. I could tell by the way he grabbed my balls and stroke my cock he was enjoying teasing me as my pre-cum was leaking and than he moved up and put my nipple between his teeth.. It was more or less a warning mail. She stated that she would receive many blackmail requests; most of them from perverts who would just have the fantasy of being blackmailed and try to trick her in one way or the other. Therefore, if really ready to explore the darker, more dangerous side of the fetish world, I should reconfirm my application along with a face pic on which I have a sheet of paper in my hands stating that I am a slave who wants to get blackmailed. She told me to be careful what. " Il s'ex?cuta et elle continua ? l'examiner. "Tu peuxd?boutonner le col de ta chemise, oui, c'est mieux comme ?a." Elle passaensuite la main dans ses cheveux, "Pourquoi ne les laisses-tu pas un peuplus libres?" Elle le d?peigna un peu, "C'est pas mal comme ?a, j'aimebien les cheveux longs. Pour ta veste, il faut faire quelque chose, tun'en as pas une plus l?g?re?" J'en ai bien une mais maman me dit qu'elle n'est pas assez bien pourtravailler." Ecoute, on ne dira rien ? Erica mais j'aimerai que.