Today the splint would finally come off, tomorrow would be the photo shoot, in between a lot of time to spend with Mistress, plus I wanted at least to... go fetch my bike if not all my belongings from my tiny apartment because, come Monday, I'd be done with walking all the time. But despite all that my mind was still in the past. On the scene when we had entered the dungeon. On Dee, to be precise. Even now, a day later, I felt tears well up in my eyes when I thought of her. What Dee obviously had. His ass was playing games with my cock. I felt my cock now in a full erect position slide right between his asscheeks. He looked back over his shoulder toying with me, knowing full well my cock was straining against his ass, pushing his white pants and thong against his man pussy. Finally the conversations broke just before I creamed my pants. He bid us good day and walked out of the room. I could see I leaked though my shorts leaving a wet spot on his white pants right in his asscrack. My. " Scott sulked."No, father knows best, but in this case, been there, done that." Joe assured him."She has a mission and nothing is going to throw her off that path. You have a lot to do with that Scott. She knows the value of hard work. Her values are similar to mine and that's what brought us together." No offense to you Joe, but I wish she wasn't so involved with you. I was 18 once and I know the fun that being free from a relationship can bring. I wouldn't want her to party like I did,. "We'd like to talk to you about what's in your purse," he said pushing open the double doors to the back area of the store. Her eyes were slow to adjust to the darkness of the back room, which intensified her feeling of helplessness as she stumbled over boxes of inventory stacked near the door."Please! Let me go! Please, you're hurting me!" she pleaded as his pace hastened. She struggled to pull free of his grip, but his massive hand completely enveloped her arm.Her pleas attracted attention.