Marcos just laughed.“True, true. He was halfway through a piece of bacon when his towel came undone and fell to the side revealing his midsection. Gay sex It’s like it’s leeching you of your energy and enthusiasm.” Marcos just shared into my eyes as I spoke. My mind meanwhile ruminated on what had just happened. Marcos glanced up at me, an innocent smile on his face. Not someone. He placed both hands on my waist like and lifted me into the air like I was no heavier than a feather. He carefully bandaged them, taking painstaking care to insure that they would be covered and protected from further damage. Once that was done he unhooked my overalls to inspect the small burns on my stomach. He Held out one hand to cup my cheek. “Say it.”“Yes Master, please. As he held it, he noticed the small burns on my fingers and the back of my hand. “Darling! I tugged nervously at the hem of my skirt. I scooped them up and ran back to him.
