“Well, howdy, sailor,” said Madeleine, taking a seat beside me. “Mort said you’ve came in early for breakfast.”“Yes, yes, I did,” I said...“I thought that this was your weekend with the kid,” she said.“It was supposed to be, but she didn’t show—again,” I said.“I see,” she said. “Did she call?”“No, not yet. She usually does if she’s not going to come, but this time nada so far,” I said.“Hmm, and let me guess, you’re peeved,” she said.“No, no, I’m long passed the being peeved stage. I’m kinda just. Dave found he could sit on the seat without his ball sac being squished or squashed underneath him. He would swing freely if he moved.“Now don’t get excited, I am going to gently massage your balls. Just relax and let me do all the work. It’s not really work, though, because I like doing this for my owners.”The leather enveloped his balls and cupped them like a woman’s hands. Angel bounced them, tested their weight, and tugged a little. Dave’s apprehension soon gave way to an acceptance of. More

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