She traced the line of hair that went from his navel to his groin and he held his breath, willing her to touch his staff. Instead she turned around an...d moved to his feet. ‘No,’ he howled. She looked over her shoulder and stared him down. ‘Be quiet, be still and keep your hands where they are.’ He forced himself to nod. As punishment, she took a long time exploring his toes, exclaiming over their length, and the boniness of his ankles. He was shaking trying to stay still under her merciless. I got in the habit of bending her over a chair and whipping her ass with my belt telling her that she was my slave and that slaves must be whipped to show them their place. She would hand me the money stacked neatly. It was becoming thousands. I paid off my house and had it titled in both our names. I paid off my car. And her car. I had no debt. I had money in the bank. Plenty of it. My plan was to have her give up her place and live with me once this was all over. She quit her job. Hell, she. His thick, soft cock layed over his balls and looked so manly, so beautiful I just stared. Almost over come with lust, I moaned as my tongue touched one of his hairy, hanging testicles. His cock twiched and moved and began to swell, I licked it. I licked the head, I licked the shaft and pressed my face into his hairy manhood and breathed in his manly, musk. Placing my hand under his sack, his hanging balls hung way over but I lifted them up and sucked them gently as I stroked his cock, making. Richards's eyes opened wide as long dormant synapses fired."Oh my God! It's our one year anniversary today and I haven't gotten anything for Naomi," Richard said as he leapt from the couch in a mixture of panic and frustration. Thinking quickly he grabbed his keys and bolted for the door all but jumping through the window of his car to gain just a little bit more time. The mall was his only hope; it had to be... if the Mall didn't assist him in this time of need then Richard was sunk. The.