You ask Jen did you bring your strap on? Yes you told me too she replied as they walk further in they see me and Jen says oh this is going to be fun.... You tell them I’m their playground have fun with me. You come over to me and kiss me on the cheek and say have fun slave thinking you were leaving but not the case at all. You sat will in the chair in front of me and started riding him I know this because I could smell you your musky pussy dripping in front of me. Next I feel a wet finger. “He’s growing up” she thought, “He’s checking me out”. Angie decided to give Brad a thrill and slipped on a light summer dress over her lovely nude body. With no underwear, the summer dress flowed perfectly across her breasts and perfect buns. It was long enough to cover her butt but short enough to show off her shapely, athletic legs. Angie strolled into Brad’s side of the duplex, her nipples becoming rock-hard under the sheer cotton fabric of the dress. “Hey Angie” Brad said, not. After that, I was more receptive to my (unattached, female) customers and dated one or two ... or three ... I got as far as sleeping with one of them, which lasted several months. It was enjoyable and I think satisfactory for both of us, but we decided 'enjoyable' wasn't enough and parted company amicably enough. She met someone and is happily married now; I got an invite to the wedding. It was good to see her happy.But that was over. I never got Barbie out of my head, though, and thought about. ‘Because you love me and would do anything to please me and this, darling, pleases me greatly.’ ‘Fine, but remember, you promised me another bed time story,’ Jenny said, her lips forming a pout that was both petulant and erotic. Her blue eyes sparkled above her flushed cheeks and her impossibly beautiful face was framed by hair the color of spun gold. She lay stretched out upon his bed, her wrists secured to the upper, rather ornate, wooden bed posts, her ankles spread and similarly secured to.