I slipped my hands over her hips and between flesh and the back material of her panties. After a desiring squeeze of her round ass they too were made ...o fall away. She placed her hand on my shoulder to steady her weak knees as her trembling body all but disappeared into the bubbles. Clearing a path her eyes were glued upon me as I slowly undress to join her. My nipples were pulling at the flesh as they grew to stone and when I raised my leg to join her a steam of nectar raced down my bare. .. I wanted to add, this is a fantasy that I had after a relationship with the guy that introduced me to BDSM. While our relationship never went very far I learned enough to be hooked and decided to express it in these stories so while the basis is real and some parts are, most is a fantasy of mine, that is added to by ideas I have over things I see in life. You'd be surprised what triggers a story sometimes. I have also used readers ideas. So while the basis of Michael is real as in a person,. No pressure man. You get better. I’ll see you in school, whenever, man.”And off he went.I thought about his offer for about thirty seconds and then smiled. Two to four hundred a pop; I was all in on it!That evening my mother approached me with a glass of red wine in one hand and the bottle in the other. It was only an assumption on my part that she intended to stay with me for a while, if not the remainder of the evening.“How are you feeling, Howard?”“Okay, Mom,” I answered.“I saw your friend. You probably have a pursesomewhere around here and see if there is anything else that is near thepurse that was left purposely for us." Here is a purse on this chair. I guess this is for me. What do youthink these tampons are for?" Isabel asked softly."I think we need to take them. I am sure that they were left purposely,"Michael sighed. "I can't believe they have us wearing these heels. Myfeet are killing me, I can't seem to walk properly and we have to find 4other guests." I'm almost.