With the neck now undone, he left thehalter in place, still barely covering her magnificent breasts. Hethen slowly began to unfasten the buttons in th... front of thedress--ever so maddeningly slowly!!--and surprisingly gently! Hedid not allow the dress to fall away as he undid the buttons. Heslowly worked his way down the top of her tummy, across her navel,down-down the lower abdomen, softly across her gaping blonde patch,and finally to the bottom of the hem of the skirt. The dress wasnow. I told him I was very nervous but would like to give it a try. My first task was to find a submissive story I really enjoyed and pick out what turned me on the most. After searching through many stories by so many authors, I told him I could not pick just one, but I could tell him what I liked best from some of them. I explained to him that reading of these women giving themselves over to someone was a major turn on for me. I had also read several stories and poems about sensual spankings, and. "Come up to your Karen and love her... !"With an effortless leap, he was onto the bed, momentarily poised in a picturesque stance as he stared down at her. Karen's breath uncontrollably caught in her throat at the sight of him ardently surveying her exposed vulnerable nakedness. It wasn't too late! She frantically reasoned. She could stop him... order him off the bed... come to her senses! And then, he lowered his head to lick out with his hot, wet tongue over the white smooth flesh of her. Excuses and lies came easily, sexy lingerie sneakily put on under my dress and I was out the door. My belly ached, my heart ached, but my selfish pussy was desperate and in control. They say men think with their dicks; well, shit, I wasn't thinking with my brain either!I went straight up to his hotel room; no meeting in the bar for us - imagine if I got caught! He opened the door and looked me up and down, slowly, like an animal sizing up its prey. He licked his lips and I laughed. I didn't.