You whisper.I can only nod my agreement so great is my fear.Undoing my bonds you drag me to my feet and lead me to the bedroom telling me to remove th...e mini, G-string and the camisole. I comply quickly. You point to the bathroom and I walk in there. It is a large room with a full-length bath with shower, separate shower and separate toilet cubicle."Stand facing that wall and suck in your tummy. I want a before shot" Smirking.I do this and you take a photo in profile from the door. Walking. "You really know how to suck a cock, and was wondering if you be so kind to do it again" he added as he unzipped his fly. Regaining my composure from the three downed glasses of wine I replied "uh, well not right now as I am waiting for somebody" as he removed his semi hard penis and locked the door. "That's ok" he replied "I wont tell if you don't" he chuckled while stroking his cock, "adding nobody has to know, not even your husband" "I, sorry Steve, but I really cant, that night before was. I want you to step down on the bulge in my pants and feel how hard I get just playing with your feet. I whip my dripping cock out, dizzy with desire. I sit down and let you step on my dick with your warm, soft feet, pressing it hard against the cold floor. You put your weight on my aroused dick for an aching moment and then let go, over and over again. I am ready to burst. I want to take my time and suck on each of your toes, tasting a little of my own pre-cum, getting them wet. I run my hard. At Tasting Rooms, things continued to go well. Coming in the door right behind us were Greg Young and his wife Megan. Since it was obvious that we were all there for lunch, we agreed to make a foursome. Greg was an interesting fellow. He ran a company called Northern Lights Productions. They produced television programmes and short films. His was one of the success stories of Canadian show business. He and his company had long been clients of Mack and Jack. Although strictly speaking they were.