She noticed the more she was holding off on an orgasm the less time it took to get to where she wanted to cum when edging. Throughout her day she cont...nued playing the part of pet by taking every chance possible to tease her clit and pussy. It was easy as her master had told her to wear dresses or skirts with no panties until they were done with their first cam session. She got home for the evening anxiously awaiting word that her new master was online. Unfortunately I was busy and unable to. Jacqueline moaned slightly and a shiver ran through her body. "It's a littlecold." She admitted to me. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked her softly. Her eyes hardened like agates and she suddenly let herself down, lettingthe huge handle of the game fill her body to the brim. I suppose her angerallowed her to deal with the cool impersonal object impaling her, but I couldonly imagine what it felt like. Her eyes widened in shock and she shifted onthe console, obviously trying to deal. My parents were Swedish immigrants. My father worked on the docks and on the fishing trawlers until he retired. My mother was an education activist in the Swedish community, establishing a kindergarten program and teaching until she was forced out at 70 years old. That had been last year, and she wasn’t taking it that well. It’s a cruel twist of fate when a couple work all their lives toward their goal of retiring and traveling together and then something like a heart attack in the middle of. "Oh God! I'm sorry. You must have been who I saw. You scared me and I guess I panicked." She instinctively covered her breasts and shivered more. "I'm fucking freezing." "Well I'm cold too. Here." He slid his arms under her and lifted her like a feather against his broad, soaked chest and carried her into the cabin. He laid her on Chet's big four poster bed then covered her under a heavy, soft, warm blanket. Taz looked him up and down taking in his wide muscular chest in his wet tshirt, then.