" "Please, I want it so bad. Please" He moaned as she inched closer "Fuck I want you so much, I want to touch you so badly." "Too bad" She giggled a... she stepped back before slapping him and walking away behind him. After a moment he felt her hands start teasing him with light touches. Her fingertips grazing over his body, his skin electric with desire. her hands soft and taunting until they brushed over his pulsing hard cock. "You really are enjoying this, arent you baby?" she giggled. “This is so hot. You guys are so lucky. I wish I could join in.”“Nope,” I said, grinning at her. “Clint agreed to let you be our receptionist, not to have fun having sex all day.”“I know,” she groaned. Her black hair swayed about her face. Her cheeks burned bright. “Ooh, I'm going to have such an orgasm when Master lets me.” She bounced on her seat, suddenly looking young again, that pixyish brat that Clint had to tame when he took over the family four years ago.I winked at her, glad she was. Her fingersfumbled with the existing rings, trying to undo the beads that kept them inplace. Finally she had removed the last one. The hasp of the padlock felt cold, so very cold as she slipped it throughthe first pair of piercings, drawing her labia together. She looked at himimploringly, trying to find the words that she was sorry, that she really lovedhim, after all she'd gone this far, wasn't this proof enough for him. Her heart sank as he shook his head. All she could think off was the. Approaching the table, Dwayne asked the guy if he would like to sit down a bit and chat. My mind was in a cloud, the alcohol and exposure was crying out to me. As I slid into and across the booth seating next to Dwayne, I knew my skirt had stuck on the seat material and pulled the slip wide open. I could feel the coolness in the room's air. I did not care. I was past any point of return. With each button that was unbuttoned, I was sent to a higher level of excitement. If Dwayne had wanted me to.