God, how I want to feel her warm, soft and delicate hands caressing my breast, how I want to feel her warm lips place kisses on the soft flesh of my n...pples, feel the deliciousness of a hand seeking out the warmth and moistness that lies between my legs. I’d do anything to feel her slender finger tips slip between by sensitive lips, sliding slowly, yet surely up to my sensitive clitoris. I can’t believe that I’m enjoying this and actually longing to be fingered by a lady. I open my eyes. I want. I told him that I loved him too. Shit, the man had saved my life! But when he said my name, I knew he was aware that it was me jacking him off, not Mom. He said, ‘Michelle you’re gonna make me cum, Princess’! I’ll never forget those words. And I wanted him to cum on me! I wanted to feel him spurt his sticky white goo all over my pussy, to keep playing with my tits, even to hump his cockhead against my clit. And I wanted him to make me cum, too.”“I started to hump against his hard-on, smearing. I enjoyed stripping her of her clothes and by the time I had removed her lilac thong I was so horny I almost took her there and then but I wanted her awake. As she came too she started at first to call my name and then my friends then with a quiver in her voice asked please tell me who you are. I spoke softly into the voice changer and told her that who I was did not matter. Placing my hand on her ankle I lightly started to run it up her inner thigh. Her head was going from side to. . . but not quite, with hot-pink, latex panties under it. A matching, purple-latex, short- sleeved, scoop neck top, and hot-pink, thigh-high boots, completed her outfit for the day.“Wow,” was all I could manage to say.On her neck, she wore an eternity collar with a very distinctive ring that I had given to her sister Ashley some time ago, with the matching set of bracelets on her wrists. The girls had switched their ownership-collars and bracelets for some unknown reason.Bill was as always.