He begs for that too. Sometimes I will allow him to remove his underwear. I tell him if he begs me in the nude with his hard shaved boner pointed up t... the ceiling that I will consider it. (Of course I never really do). I will let him see my tits as I play with my nipples while he does this. I have to actually finger myself, just touch the top of my bush and I splish and splash and see stars. I love having him as my "Sub-Hon".Despite the fact that I have no interest in his hard cock, I do enjoy. After we've finished our meal, while we are talking and having an after dinner drink, I suddenly get an idea. It makes me look at you and giggle a bit.You ask "what are you smiling so for little one? What are you up to now?"I laugh, and reply "Who, me? Why, what makes you say that darling?"You laugh too and reply "Because I can see THAT look in your eyes, that's why! What are you up to girl?"I blush, smile and say "Ohhh, nothing really. Just remembered one of my fantasies, that's all!"You raise. “Go and get me the hairbrush,” she said, well actually ordered. I got off the bed and pulled up my panties before grabbing the brush from her dresser. Mia had done the same and was sitting on the edge waiting for me. I handed her the square headed brush with its thick round handle. “Bend over my knee then,” she said tapping her thigh. “Don’t spank me too hard,” I spluttered wondering what I had let myself in for. “I won’t,” she promised. It felt really odd bending over her knee, her little. "I don't think you should touch them yet," he said, his face showing no hint that he was joking. "Maybe you could give them a little caress as you get in your car. Don't want to overdo it." Ha - ha," she said."What say we not joke about my balls. Let's get something to eat. I can't wait to kiss you."They were halfway to the table, threading between two dancing couples, when his hand slid from the small of her back down to cup her right buttock. He gave it a little squeeze. She controlled her.