Unfortunately, she stirred and said “About time you came up Jim. It’s horrible for you to make me wait for this much.” I wanted to say it was me... Alex, and that dad was gone, but my voice caught in my throat as she moved up and towards me.Apparently she could see some of my outlines, since she quickly advanced on me, grabbed me by the belt, and, quicker than I even knew was possible, pulled my pants open. My achingly hard cock came springing out, and she grabbed on to it with her restrained. Seeger. I ... I'm not really sure how it works, it just--"Seeger waved a hand. "Yes, yes, no need for diagrams." He frowned. "Miss Sovert, I must do something about this."Heather gave him a stricken look. "If you do that, it might make things worse." She smiled slightly. "And ... she's a good Mistress to me. She at least lets me keep my mind." Unlike Marcie."Heather paused and nodded."God almighty," Seeger murmured. "I had always suspected as much, but--" Nothing can be done for her, Mr.. We went to see a film called Widows out a couple of years ago. It probably wasn't a bad movie but I can barely remember it - I was distracted!She was looking fabulous with her blonde curly hair setting off well against a nice dress with boots....she knew I enjoyed stockings so I was pre warned about what she was wearing underneath....as the film got underway, it wasn't long till my hand was on her thigh....it was very obvious that she was parting her legs to assist me which was a delight. Not. “My name’s Anne,” I manage to croak out, “and I like your dog.”“His name’s Bart.” Dave says.“You just said that.” I say, realizing I’m blowing this conversation. Dave smiles again, and then digs into his pocket.“You know, I don’t usually do this,” he says, “but there’s something about you, Anne, and I can’t put my finger on it, but I think I’d like to.”“Oh my god,” I.