Sharon had moved to Eric's side and was whispering in his ear."In case you're wondering, she's telling him how wet she's getting thinking about hearin... him scream” June whispered in her ear as she stood behind her. Sure enough, almost as if on cue, Sharon moved to the top of the whipping bench, maneuvering so that Eric's strapped hands could reach her crotch. Lust overcame modesty and she raised her skirt, pulling her panties aside, and rubbed her swollen pussy against Eric's fingers. He. "I gazed, unblinkingly into her liquid eyes. What was that she said aboutsupporting the upper body and needing to be washed?I wouldn't want to try to carry these around without a corset I thought,looking down at my DDs. Maybe my babies will grow up to be Fs. I smiled,looking down affectionately at them again before dissolving back into thepool of her eyes."Now the character side of your imaginary Bimbo? Top of the list; alwaysready for Sex, whenever I am. Well that is a never ending loop since. He leg was like persian silk. Perfect, smooth and cool. She stirred and I was beating my heart out of my chest at this point. Instead of her pushing me away, she nestled in more, and parted her legs ever so slightly. I ran my hand up her thigh, and it got warmer. I did not go too far and figured this needed to stop right where it was. Here I am in a great lounge, great music, great wine, and this beauty nestled up to me, hand on my leg, and my hand up her dress resting and stroking her inner. I put my hand down in the box and felt around for it, and I about wet myself when I realized what I was about to pick up was a collar. I had never dreamed Daddy ever had this kind of attitude in him, but I went with the flow and just pulled it out of the box. The collar was not like the ones designed for dogs. This collar was glistening brown leather with a pointed clasp yet with rounded edges so it doesn’t cut. It was slender and smooth and almost glowed in the light of the lamp that was on..