’ ‘I want to hold you.’ His tone changed rapidly, and Sarah struggled to keep up with him. ‘Oh!’ This was beginning to get ridiculous! Here ...he was, a grown woman, and yet he managed – every single time, to reduce her to something sounding dangerously like a chicken laying eggs!!! ‘I want to kiss you… and touch you… I want to see you. I want you naked before me. There for my pleasure, at my demand.’ His voice dropped to a whisper and Sarah’s whole body trembled at the intimacy he was creating.. I stopped sucking and put my middle finger into her soaking wet pussy and stared hoping she would take me in her mouth.Our eyes met as her mouth stood open and my cock was at the entrance to hole between her lips. She was new to this I realized as she froze.“Can I?” she asked softly almost inaudibly as I managed to groan out, “God, yes please!” and with that her wet lips went from being wide open to being wrapped around the head of my dick. I thrust slowly forward, my cock gliding further and. I was still wearing my mesh hose and heels from thenight before and felt uneasy with him in the same room.He looked at me and ordered, "Come here and give me a kiss sissy."I timidly walked to where he stood and puckered up.He laughed and said, "Not on the lips, kiss my cock bitch."I bent down and kissed the head of his cock.He said, "That's a good girl, it looks like it's just you and me forthe day. Until the ladies get home, you will have to satisfy me."I gulped and realized that it was worse. Harry's butt-touching felt like torture! We soon reached the pub and Harry led me to the table we usually sat at. Our friends were already there. Harry fell in beside them, smoothly entering in their conversation. I sat there quietly, one tense ball of need. A few moments later, I felt Harry's hand on my thigh. Oh My! He snaked his hand inside my skirt and softly caressed my inner thigh; I trembled. He clenched his hand on my thigh - a warning to be still and quiet. His hands met my panty-clad.