I rather enjoyed the attention I knew I was causing.As I sipped my coffee, I often played a game with him, without his knowing of course, of rubbing m...self to orgasm with one hand under the covers and a knee raised to disguise my self-pleasuring. Did he know? I really didn't try to keep it completely from his knowledge, I really did tease a bit by just making it obvious enough that I was either slowly rubbing myself or fingering my pussy.My orgasms were quiet ones, usually with a deep intake of. Perfect to the touch, soft and tender so I liked her crush, but as soon as I started to enjoy it, I fell. Demonessy laughter filled the room. Laughed she sat on the floor in front of me and spread her legs wide. After spending the tail on the chin she beckoned me to her pussy. Forgetting about the hell that is happening around, forgetting about girlfriends and everything in the world, I began to lick her pussy. The taste was incredible, a bit tart, but sweet at the same time, I could not tear. I had just settled down on the couch to clear my DVR and watch cheesy reality shows when the text message ringing sounded on my cell phone. I’m playing hooky from Easter dinner with my folks. I have a basket for you with a surprise or two inside. When can I see you? Throughout the afternoon Steve and I sent messages back and forth as I debated whether or not to see him, if only for the basket. He kept sending hints to me while I talked on yahoo messenger with one of my lush playtoys, Larry.. I wondered what he was up to because I knew he wasn't getting a lot of prime rib around here. I didn't let it worry me though, I just went to my truck and got my whip, snapping it a couple of times on the way back."I wanted to go ahead and kill you but I decided I'd just whip you good and then work you to death later," I said, when I was in front of him.I was about to lay into him with the whip when one of the guys skinning asked me if he could have a private word with me. I didn't see any need.