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Sitting at the noisy bar with several of her girlfriends, Mistress Laylene’s eyes wandered from the conservation to a table of attractive guys. But she could not take her eyes off one, as she bit her lip and smiled to herself. Mmmm, he will be perfect. Tom was a well-to-do executive who hung with his college friends at their favorite bar, but he tended to be a bit of an outsider to them. Laylene picked up on this. His demeanor was a bit more gentle and he had a certain sway to the way he moved his ass. Almost swishing about along with a gentle almost limp wristed way he picked up his drinks, and his mozzarella sticks with almost dainty bites.
Mistress Laylene
As Tom glanced around the bar he noticed Laylene. Her eyes were making such contact with his from the bar, almost trance like as he wandered over to where she was sitting. She patted the bar stool next to her. As he sat down he noticed her oh so tight jeans and red crop top. Her perfume was enthralling as it almost permeated from every pore in her body. Swirling around Tom’s head and as he took a deep breath, of the luscious scent. It was entering his body and his mind began to swirl all about. Tom was never ever real good with ladies, awkward and tongue tied mostly. Giggling she had ordered two margaritas, Tom took a sip and the room swirled all about and he began feeling very weak as the room went dark…
Tom awoke strapped into a seat. As he tried to focus he saw Laylene driving. Two of the most gorgeous ladies on either side of him, hush hush you are in good hands my love they all spoke at the same time. He tried to speak but he only mumbled, a cock shaped pacifier had been placed in his mouth. With every suck of it, it oozed a sweet-tasting liquid, clouding his mind, but leaving him to want to suck more and more of the sweet liquid, his tongue swirling around the slit.
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