"Your face smiles a lot, but your eyes look lost - and hungry. If the people who care about you bothered to look, they'd see it too. Look!"I gently tu...rned her to face the bathroom mirror. She stared for a long moment, her expression going from skepticism to awareness, to despair, then, finally, defeated acceptance as she admitted to herself what she had struggled so hard to ignore for years."Now, watch!" I kept my right hand inside her bra, and slowly unbuttoned her shirt, pulling it back on. That usual tightness before release began to get stronger and stronger. My favorite though was when he licked just under the head of my dick it is a feeling that I can’t even describe. Then it happened, I felt my cum shoot from my dick harder than I had ever felt it before. I closed my eyes and turned my head toward the sky as Adam slurped the juice down. I laid there for a moment almost in pure exhaustion from the joy that I had just experienced. But we still were not done. Almost without. High as a kite and as horny as hell, I had little or no control over what I was doing or saying.Mandingo told me his real name was Bob, but tonight I couldn't see him as anyone but Mandingo. He was gorgeous and I somehow knew I was going to be taken by him before too long. With the four of us leaning on the bar we must have looked like a funny sight. A slave owner, Klansman, stallion and slave all laughing and carousing. Bob was soon playing with my horsetail and it was sending tingles up my. "These have to be handmade and we need to have each day's progress documented with pictures. The time-line would be two months from today." It's gonna cost a lot."William smiled, "Mrs. Danvers demands handcrafted items. She understands they are often expensive." Paul handed William an envelope. "This is a cashier's check for eight thousand dollars for materials."Alan looked at the envelope. "What's the catch?" Send daily pictures of the work to the included address. Hopefully, in two months I.