" Now I guess it's time for your reward. I know this is going to be the highlight of your pathetic little life. I am going to let you touch this." She...told me, turning and lifting her dress to expose her pantyhose covered bottom to my eyes."Yes mistress!" I exclaimed, mesmerized by the gorgeous sight.The incredible sight of the nylon-encased curves of her buttocks drew me to her like a moth to a flame. I began to rise and move towards her, when she looked down at me with sudden anger on her. One never yet proved nor even established with certainty.“You would not understand. Go away.”“How do you know I wouldn’t understand?”He started to reply and, from somewhere, he knew not where, came the idea. “Do you really want to know?”“Yes.”“First, tell me your name.”“Sophie. What’s yours?”“Jonathan Perrine. Professor Jonathan Perrine. You may address me as ‘Professor,’ yes?”She nodded. “What are you working on, Professor?”He sighed. If he could carry this off it would set up his presentation. Still, the costs of the display would be easily covered, but the price of Satvaya's shoes meant that Alfredi was never likely to afford a pair.Standing behind her, Gina's colleague, Sergeant Vincenzo, is more interested in checking out how his DI's arse is moving in her trousers, but his attention is brought back to the needs of the moment by Alfredi's clipped commentary."Two men. We see them here. They know what they are doing, where they are going, no doubts, no hesitation." Alfredi turns. Now she had the leverage she needed to work her technique. She kneaded the woman's stomach muscles and kept working down closer and closer to her vaginal area. She let two of her fingers trace through the woman's vaginal hair as she moved her hands and fingers to that sensitive area between the woman's legs and her torso. She began to knead that area in a special rhythm and she noticed that the woman would move her hips up to meet her hands and fingers. That was good. The woman was ready,.