I rolled towards her and slid my hand down between her thighs. She chuckled softly, and for a few moments our fingers were doing the talking – and g...tting response. Then I whispered: ‘You like to ride – your nice strong thighs?’ ‘Hmm! Um-hmm, not just horses.’ ‘Hm-hmm! Without a saddle?’ ‘Only.’ Jean snorted and rolled towards me, sliding her leg over me as I rolled back, murmuring with her mouth close to mine as she straddled me: ‘Glad you asked,’ and then we were kissing as she guided him. He pointed to the puddle off urine between my thighs.Lap up what you wasted. Having watch me do this he turned and left the room, leaving me naked on the floor to reflect on my failure. 5. Sunday morning arrived and both X and I were nervous. For her it would be her first punishment and she knew she had made many mistakes during her first week. As for me, I had failed Master and I knew the punishment would be severe. As Master entered the room he announced X, you will be punished first. You. He smiles as the pants fall to the floor revealing her panties. He stands back to admire her beauty, and, noticing that her hands instinctively go to cover herself, he vows to help her see just how beautiful she is. A chill comes over her as she stands there in her underwear, but the heat inside still radiates enough warmth. Emma keeps calm and watches Jake slowly removes his own track suit and underwear. Her mind reels with thoughts of how to take all that massive muscles jutting out from from. I sat in the lounge of one of the mall restaurants and nursed a beer. I was really depressed now. So close and yet so far. Was it really Mary? I wanted it to be, but what if it wasn't her? If it was her, I had a thousand questions I needed answers to. It was the worst possible situation. Like something you desperately wanted being dangled in front of you, but couldn't reach it.In a moment of clarity, I thought of something. I asked the waitress for a local area phone book. She provided one that.