Mark woke up to rays of sunshine settling on his crusty eyes. It was am in the sunny city of California. He threw off his sheets and hopped out of bed. Going through his usual workout routine of sit-up, push-ups, chin-ups and all the other kinds of ups he worked up quite a sweat. Yeeting his clothes in a basket he hit the shower.
Both were dressed as normal when relaxing in one of their respective houses. Both had casual clothes — for them, at least. Both sported normal, everyday bras and tops, but were butt naked below the waist unless you count their stiletto heels as below the waist clothing. Both ladies were nearing climax as the two male slaves continued to pleasure their Femdom mistresses.
Adam awoke late on Sunday with a large headache and remembered what he could of the previous night. Adam tried to clear his head. The mob of the night before had been replaced by complete solitude; his stepmother was out in Calgary, and he was king of his own castle, at least until her expected return, which was at pm. Adam looked at the clock and saw
I am very busy this week — so posts might be light to very light. Here is a quick round-up. Vanilla Spanking has a feature on movie spanking and Kia at Acknowledging Imperfection talks about the joys of second hand books.