I start with the smaller of the two boxes. As I carefully open it, I find the sexiest lingerie set that I have ever seen. I find an emerald colored br...a, matching thong, and a garter belt and all adorned in black lace. Also in the box is the softest, silkiest lace top tan thigh highs I have ever felt. In the larger of the two boxes I find some sexy black open toe strappy five inch heels adorned with jewels, and in my size of all things. Also in the box is some nail polish that is the same color. She hit the elevator button again. “What’s your name studmuffin?” Shelly asked as the boy paced around her chair. “Craig Moreno,” he asserted and continued to pace. Shelly turned and watched him for a few moments till she noticed she could see his dick swinging back and forth beneath the gown. His balls were so bloated they were hefting his penis outward and so it stuck out like a covered elephant trunk through the gown’s fabric. With every step he took, it swayed side to side. The boy. It hurts in the best possible way. My Master waits a moment before moving- he knows how easily he could break my pussy if he really tried. And knowing that he moans and squeezes my hips, burying his face in the crook of my neck. Its a deep groan, one that I'm used to and love. It makes me feel safe. It makes me feel happy. No matter how much it hurts, no matter how rough he treats me, I'm always safe in his hands.Movement comes achingly slow. I can feel every inch of his cock, most notably the. But it was thick. Tommy had a fire hydrant for a dick. And a very large ball sack.Like most men, I had measured my cock and I know it was about five and a half inches long (I got the half inch forcing the ruler deep into the skin at the bottom of my cock - but that still counted, right?). Tommy's was similar in length - maybe six inches long. It was fat. It was thick. My mind was searching for ways to describe it. It looked like a soda can. Well, maybe not that thick. But it was girthy. It was.