Jeff’s favorite photos were of Audrey’s beautiful breasts. Some photos were of her breasts in push-up brassier and others were of nipple-clips pin...hing her nipples smartly. His very favorite were of Audrey with love bites on her neck and breasts. Sometimes these sexy hematomas were the result of their couplings and sometimes were deliberate evidence of her trysts with Donald. Jeff had reprised his role as Audrey’s Dominant and everything she did, somehow was to please him. Oddly enough, her. I offered Marissa a ride home, but she took her own car to work so she was in need of no ride. As well if she ever did forget her car, she could just take the bus which was not all too far away. So I just left here with a good bye, of course no hugs or kisses were ever made, just very formal eye to eye contact. so I went down the hallway to the elevator. On the way there I could see photo's of Marissa up till half way, just mainly photo shopped to make her look either nude, masturbating, and. I see you pulling at the restraint around your wrists, eyes begging me to undo it so you can reach forward and replace my own hand. You can undo it yourself, but you’re searching for permission.I carry on with what I’m doing and slowly peel my trousers and boxers down my thighs to my ankles and kick them off roughly towards the pile already left; we both moan when I run my fingers through my dripping pussy. I pull my fingers back out and push them into your mouth, your tongue running over my. They will be going to Las Vegas for a concert this afternoon.’ ‘Where are they?’ ‘Felicity. Its straight down the freeway to the coast then a right then a left, it should take us about an hour.’ ‘Like I said, we are poor jobless people, we have the time.’ We were not poor people and we were not jobless but it was the appropriate line. ‘Do you have your pay envelope with you?’ she asked. ‘Yes, in my jacket.’ ‘See if the set up check is in it.’ It was and it was much larger than expected and so.