Feathery fingertips now bring sighs instead of giggles.Your skin glows in the flickering candlelight as I kneel astride your hips where you lie prone ...pon the sheets. Lightly, I brush the silken strands of your golden hair from your face and you smile contentedly.Such trust, from one who seems so small and fragile beneath my brutish bulk, is impossible to fathom, but my heart swells within my chest at the knowledge of its existence.Leaning forward, I trail the tip of my tongue lightly around. Lots ofinformation. She had text to and from her parents, sister, Brad, andfriends.After an hour of reading text messages, she learned the following:Her sister was named Kellie and she was a student at Auburn University.Kellie had been communicating with Beth about bringing her boyfriendhome for their parent's anniversary party in a couple of weeks.She learned that her dad's name was William and he was a tenuredprofessor in FSU School of Business. Apparently, she was not close toher dad. She. ?"Hi Becka, yes they fit just fine and thank you" I reply feeling my faceflush knowing that this beautiful creature had lent me her dirty thongpanties last time I was here.?"Here Harold left this for you. He said to send you to his office assoon as you arrived." She says as she hands me a box.?"Thanks Becka." I reply as I take the box which I am sure contains myclothes for the gym and who knows what else.I walk over to Master?s office and knock on the door. I hear him callout "Come in" so I. ’ ‘Just relax and be whatever you want to be’ I said aching for her. I knew I had her. She pressed her hands tightly around my neck and gave me the most satisfying French kiss as I easily entered her and we were away. I adore quickies sometimes. It gives one that sense of urgency that is far better in than out and she was an absolutely lovely sweet gratifying fuck.. ‘There you are’ I said as she scampered to the door, adjusting her underwear. ‘You are definitely Bi!’ ‘I need to go to the.