The bus was late and I decided to walk home, not that I would get there this day and how things would change.I walked up the hill look at some of the ...adies walking by always love the power dressed types or more formal dresses though I do have a liking for Goth types as well. Up the hill and through the park sitting for a while watching life go by. Passing me by was a woman around mid forties and slightly curvy she dropped her hand bag and the contents spilled, i volunteered some help and her. You decide on a light pretty little skirt/dress thing that we both agree you’ll be comfortable in. Just as you go to slip on your sexy little thong I stop you and tell you, “no underwear tonight for you, I want to be able to touch it whenever I want tonight”. You’re a bit reluctant at first but I convince you with a quick finger to the clit and the thought of “Daddy” reaching his hand under the table and sliding up your thighs to feel your heat is more than enough to convince you to leave. With light touches, you feel my muscles contracting and twitching as I am very ticklish. My God you know just how to get my motor running and my reactions make you giggle as I beg you to stop. But you keep it up just a bit longer, teasing me just enough before you reach down and begin stroking my dick again. I can't tell you how awesome the feeling is having your body so close to me while your hands are stroking my raging hard on. I lean over and crank my neck around to kiss you as you. A few moments passed until the idea came to me: I hadn’t used my Ben Wa balls in quite some time. This ride was a great opportunity to test them out again. I turned to my dresser and fished for them in the bottom of my sock drawer. I felt the velvet fabric of the box and pulled it out, socks flying to the floor. My hands shook with anticipation as I opened the box, revealing two shiny, smooth, stainless steel balls. My reflection in the steel smiled back at me as I removed them and pushed down.