Mutual Masturbation
I stand on the little coffee table stage... that upon which I entertain. Though hooded and sightless, I am fully aware that my engorged p***s juts upwards prominently... feeling the tip grazing my lower belly.
“Jackie brought at least a half dozen orgasms. Now I think it’s his turn... and yours.”
The words come with movement, the endless c*********s finally concluding. Hands reach to grasp my hips, guiding me to step from the stage. My wrists are freed, double ‘D’ clamp unclipped. My hood is pulled away. Ms. O’Brien stands to my right side in her loose robe, undoubtedly sans garments beneath, Jackie to my left. The hermaphrodite smiles coyly seeing his owner’s hand go to her neck. The necklace... the key... it’s pulled away and handed to me.
“He’s been a good boy. V
