Just dark shapes hanging there. The light catches the occasional glint of a metal stud, a buckle, or perhaps a portion of chain. I bend over and fish ...ut several items from the bottom. I know you are looking at my ass - I want you to. But it's not MY ass you should be thinking about. I return to the bed and lay out these items. One looks like a small lightbulb except it is metal and knobbled with studs. Another looks like a pump, with a bulb to squeeze, like the kind that inflates a blood. Letting go of her tit I moved my hand down onto the front of her panties and found the crease of her cleft with my index finger. Gently I ran my finger the length of her slit feeling her heat increase the more I rubbed. Breaking the battle our tongues were doing I began to kiss her on the face, and then down to the front of her neck. I could hear her breathing becoming labored as I worked my lips down toward her chest. Carefully, I used my fingers to slide the leg opening of her panties to one. ‘But we were both so perfectly tuned to him,’ Val interjected. ‘You know how it is when you’re with someone good– someone maybe you’re a bit edgy with at first… maybe he has trouble even finding it, and then, each time, he’s more confident and you’re less apprehensive and more ready… and now it’s not a pearl… it’s a walnut and you want him pressing against you so bad….!’ Val stopped herself. ‘I guess you wouldn’t know exactly what I mean.’ She was silent. Deborah smiled at her. She had been. "Not a problem. No big deal. I just want you to jack off for me! Period. End of story. No other expectations, Okay?"In the end, I hopped into Harold's big SUV, and off we drove to where his apartment was. It was nice apartment. Expensive looking. Second from the top floor, too, with a nice view of the city below. The guy obviously had a lot of money!He didn't rush me. We first sat in his large and lavish living area and talked; but after a while, he got around to the true reason we were setting.