I found a large fluffy bean bag in a closet and brought it out into the middle of the room. I layed down and spread my legs and openly fondled my clit... I fantasized about how much I wanted to master sucking his large pole and be fed his thick loads. I called Donnie and told him I found a place and was moving in that night and wouldn't see him until the following week. I heard a car pull in the drive way. John hurried into the back yard as he undressed, he called my name and I said I was in the. My mind was still reeling from the effects of the popper doses so I was still breathing heavily. ‘There my little slave, is that better?,’ Mistress D. asked. I could only moan positively. She chuckled as I heard again the sound of her high heeled boots on the basement tile floor as she moved closer to me. Though prevented from seeing her because of the blindfold sewn into the leather hood, Mistress D. moved so she was at the head of the bondage table I was secured to, so that she was standing. I had hoped to be twisting those nipples while titfucking her long before now. Now I stopped for a moment to consider how to get her out of that bra. Tilting her forward so that I could access the hooks at the back seemed the most direct approach except it just was not going to work.When I tilted her forward at the waist I had access right enough. But the bra was so tight that there was just no way I was going to get those hooks off of their rings. So I stopped to consider yet again. . He had enjoyed a number of girlfriends and lovers before me. During our time together, I had asked him to share. Instead of being jealous, I was curious – and fascinated to hear of his sexual past.It turned me on because, of all the women Jim had been with, he chose me. I was the benefactor of all that practice and experience. And it gave me incredible mind candy for my masturbation sessions – picturing Jim in various sexual positions. The thought of seeing him with another woman, of sitting.