I met him in Waterstones –he was browsing the travel section so I did a bit of my signature Frankie moves on him and it seemed to work we ended up g...abbing a coffee and got chatting. He took my number and we went for drinks last night in that really posh place in town I was telling you about. Call it out of character (or not), I had a few glasses of white wine and the mood and ambiance was perfect. He was so smooth Mia; I swear he probably reads Neil Strauss. So, getting to the point, I went. Beyond words, grinding on my face, that a****l-like shriek as she hit that final orgasm. She was flat against the floor, an arm d****d over her eyes, her breath ragged. I slid up alongside her, kissing her on the cheek, then again lower, along her jaw. I let my eyes trail down her torso; she had a lovely young body.She rolled to me, coming into my arms. Her eyes were reddened, goose bumps on her satiny flesh. I knew what I wanted, but couldn't say it. Then I felt her hand brush my crotch."Baby,. I just lay there, eyes sealed shut, as the animal ripped the clothes from my body. When I finally found the courage to open my eyes, I was naked. I had no idea how a wild animal knew to do such a thing, but that was of little concern. His head now stood mere inches from my pussy. Before I could think to reunite my separated thighs, the animal buried his face in my cunt.“Fuck!” I yelped in a mixture of surprised and arousal as his tongue slithered across my labia. Before I could figure out if I. ?Not that way Slut. Take off the shirt first then the bra.? ?Yes Sir,? my face growing warm as I took off my shirt as quickly as possible, then my bra and put my shirt back on. Sir’s eyes never left me. After my top was back on, I looked at Sir and he smiled and continued to talk with Master. Grabbing my water, I walked to the couch and sat at the end listening to them talk. After a few minutes Master asked, ?Ready to go eat?? Sir said, ?Almost, Slut you need to get your plug and put it in and.