”“I like having you with me,” I said. “And I like other people seeing you with me.”“I like being seen with you, too. You don’t mind ever...one thinking I’m your girlfriend?”“Well, you are, aren’t you? Didn’t we talk about that the other week?”“I know, but I like hearing you say that I am your girlfriend. I know you have other girlfriends, but...”“We could take things to ... um ... to the next level, if you want,” I suggested.“We will know when the time is right for that. There’s no rush, it’s. If I tell you again, then you do it without questioning me. Don’t make me come over there and do it for you.” “Oh, fuck!” I twisted and pulled harder. I couldn’t disobey his commands. I didn’t want to. The reaction my body felt to his words was amazing. My desire to please him was consuming. The gratifying feeling he brought me when he told me I was his Good-girl, or the feeling of cumming for him was just so powerful. I couldn’t get enough. “Tease your fingers around your pussy lip for me. I. She started and if I hadn’t had a lot of flexibility from martial arts and dance, I would have been crying by the end of it. I remembered everything she taught me though. I planned to look up every stretch she’d put me through when I went home to see what the consensus was in the sports medicine community on when and how to use it. By the time I was done, the girls were already working out and Emma was looking at me worriedly.I thanked the trainer and introduced myself. “Hanna Smith,” she said,. I move my mouth to her left nipple and repeat the whole process. This time she puts her hands on the back of my head pushing me to get as much of her as possible. She raises her head and howls in pleasure. My hands have started to move down to her waist. I trace the contours of her curves tickling and caressing as I go. Her muscles start to spasm as I touch her sensitive areas. She loves my hands touching her. Before I can go lower, she kneels down at my feet. Her eyes and mouth are level.