“It’s okay,” cooed Joe, taking his hands off my wrists, and placing them on my shoulders, rubbing them. “It’s just precum, it just means you...r body feels really happy, and you are excited and like what’s happening. It happens to me a lot too.” “Really?” I said, slightly confused “Yeah....see? It’s happening to me too, and I’m not embarrassed, it just means I’m having a lot of fun playing with you...it’s my body showing you that it likes you” Immediately my mind was focused on the sensation of. With my left hand I put two fingers to my mouth and ran them over my lips. I reached out with my tongue and licked at them gently. I imagined Simon’s hands in my hair again and I slid the fingers into my mouth. I wanted to be gentle, to enjoy the moment but that’s not what Simon had wanted, I had to do what Simon wanted. I thrust both fingers into and out of my mouth as roughly as I could, as far back as I could. Then three fingers. Then four. I gagged as the fingers touched my throat but I. The next, she was playful and laughing, as though she was having the time of her life. For the first time that night I was staring, and she was returning looks that bumped my pulse another notch. Her last song was a slow blues tune. She writhed and stretched on the stage floor under blue lights, eyes closed, as though she was alone, stroking and fondling her milky thighs and breasts. She had hushed the raucous place into silence while assuring us her thoughts were miles away.It wasn't long. " No, I can't," he told me."If I get out and you're with me, your wife would fill your supernumerary slot," I said. "It gives you four girls out there that you can save, or three girls and a guy." I would never do to that to my wife," he insisted."Were you planning to throw away the extra slots if you got picked up?" I asked him.He was quiet for a minute before replying softly. "Yes." Do you think the woman in that picture would ever let you do it? Let you destroy your soul because you let.