I kissed her, slipped my arm around her and my hand into her back pocket, and we started walking."I'm trying to decide whether to be insulted or not."...ami giggled. "About what?" Mom and I were talking about Darlene, and she was saying that she was proud of me for bringing home strays, girls who need help." And that's insulting?" Then she added she'd be prouder if my strays weren't all female and cute."Tami laughed. So how's Traci getting along with her roommate?"I suppressed a grin and kept a. .and pull it... the skirt falls down... mmmm...i pick up the skirt and place it on the table...then i stand there... looking at the floor and the door... underclothes tooohhh... i kneel again... grab the elastic... with my teeth...and pull it down... down... and down... till your ankle...then pick up the panty with my mouth and place it on the table...ohh...all done... saved... now put my coat on meno one has come still...i take the coat and go to your back...and spread it...please lift your. Each time we discuss what really turns us on, I can't help but secretly rub my dick. I think you get turned on just as much, but we never seem to go as far as talking dirty and having phone sex. But each time we do talk, we seem to get to the sex part of our conversations quicker and quicker. The tension is building between us, even though, to this point, we haven't met. I think 'cause we are both married, we think we shouldn't get physical, and that's what's holding us back. Then again, it. Right in front of her is the face of a man she recognizes. His dark, angry eyes feel familiar somehow. His sharp nose and strong jaw covered in stubble seem to remind her of something. This is all answered momentarily."Hello girlie," the man says, "I'm your new master. Just call me Stallion, since all of the other slave girls do. You're probably wondering why I look familiar. I have been stalking you around your hangouts for a while and you have seen me at least a few times. I wanted you to..