Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
Marty called me to ask if I could do a last-minute session with him. He was begging me, telling me he really needed to see me. I thought he was being pathetic, but I told him if he came over tomorrow night, I could squeeze him in for a three-day session.
Friday rolled around and Marty showed up two hours early; boy was he desperate! I led him downstairs to my dungeon of fun and let him set up. That included stripping him of all his clothing and I put him in the corner cage until I was ready for him. What he didn’t know was that I wouldn’t be ready for him until Sunday!
Hours passed by and poor little Marty was waiting, wondering when I’d be back for him. The night turned into day, and Saturday was here before we knew it. He heard the sounds of my stiletto heels coming down the basement stairs. What surprised him the most was the hunk of man I brought down with me.
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This strange man that wasn’t Marty fucked me silly right before his very eyes. Marty saw this man’s nine-inch cock flinging around which made him sad because he knew his sissy pussy could never satisfy me in the same way. He wanted to look away, but he was intrigued and continued to watch me get fucked. I think in a strange way it was turning him on too.
Hours of fucking passed and Sunday finally rolled around. As I came down the basement stairs again, this time I was alone. I walked right up to Marty, giving him the attention that he longed for so much. I turned to him and said, “What do we say when someone gives us what we want?” (Referring to the attention.) “Thank you, Ma’am,” he said in the most tired, pathetic voice ever.
“Poor boy! This is what happens when I have to squeeze you in. Next time give me proper notice!”
Melanie 1-844-33-CANDY ext 463
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