ask for it by name My hand finds its way back to your braless breast and I begin to knead the sensitive skin. I feel your hand slowly slide down my chest as I locate your hardening nipple with my palm.Your hand reaches the bulge in my pants and I can feel the familiar warmness of your touch through the fabric. I take your nipple between my thumb and forefinger and begin to roll it. I feel the heat in the room rise as you respond by rubbing your hand over my crotch, the monster within attempting to burst from its. I'll meet you at the club at precisely midnight. You'll be mine from then on. Don't tell her I told you." Bess hung up.Dinner turned out delicious and romantic. Lisa seemed oddly nervous at first--she tended to be high strung but that usually translated into one sided conversations and over assertiveness--the latter making her submissive nature that much more of a surprise. She rarely combined nerves with silence. After three glasses of Moet et Chandon, she calmed and loosened and we cuddled,. Iwondered if he would notice them...Just like last night, I texted him the gallery and waited....this is thesecond night that I'm waiting on a response from the man I am fallinghard for as his obedient, owned fucktoy, and my heart is pounding again.And just look at me, dressed like this!I strutted back and forth in front of the mirror, my cute heels clip-clopping...and I let her come into me, becoming myself, becomingtrisha...and I went into that sissy daze just touching my chest and assand.Read More
