John’s Very Last Hurtle
“Unless…”
“Unless what?” I asked.
“By now, you should be well aware of unless what.”
“Jesus Kathy, not that?” I said, wiggling my bare ass across the couch cushion so I could get closer to her bare legs. The big blonde reached into my lap and flicked the front of my chastity tube again, and I humped the air as my balls grew even fuller.
If that was even possible.
“Why not?” she asked, flipping at me again. “You do want to be released, right?”
“Yes, but I, I don’t think I can do that. I mean, we talk about it all the time, but…
“Jesus, didn’t we get into this in the first place for me to push you?” my best friend said, shifting, so the ice-cream like scoops of her big white t**s pushed even further up her corset.
It was that amazingly high pale cleavage I ha
