I have been exposed to these notes a zillion of times, and I cannot resist it. I am trapped.I stand in the corner of the gallery, one of my favorite p...aces. It is one of the few places where standing people have a full picture of the interaction between characters.On my right side, a young woman moves closer to me. She tries to have a better picture as she cannot see the right side of the stage. I barely see her silhouette. She is quite shorter than me, a petite frame. I make some space and. Tugging them up tightly over her cunt, she enjoyed the damp silk pressing into her cleft. Straightaway, she trailed her finger over her clit. Tina was really being wicked wearing the naughty knickers, knowing what they had been through, as they quickly became wetter the more she rubbed through them. This got Kris excited all over again."You watch, you’ve already come off in them, you dirty boy, now it's my turn.”Tina's fingers were circling her clit through the wet silk..."I Bet Lucy would love. He asked, 'do you ever use like a toy to masturbate?'I replied, 'of course, (then jokingly) don't you?''Show me. Do it like I wasn't here,' he said. He had a tone to his voice that I loved. As sweet as he was I would have (and still will) do anything he tells me to do. I was powerless to being treated like a princess. I walked over and opened my closet. Pulled out my suction cup dildo which was a bit smaller than he was. I stuck it to the floor a few feet away from him. I positioned myself over. In this case I couldn't push without losing the story and I really, really wanted it.The rest of the day saw me sitting in the flat trying to decipher what the tape could tell me. All that I got from it was a one way conversation, my voice, anyone hearing it might well have believed I was talking to someone over the phone who's name was Mistress Amber. Instead of revealing something about my quarry all the tape suggested was that I was the one leading a life less ordinary so I wiped the tape.