Didi ke dono chuchion par itna tight blouse pahanane ke karan lal rang ka nishan sa pad gaya tha, Didi ne dheere se apni sari aur petokot bhi khol diy... aur nangdhadang nangi ho phir se mutne beth gayi, mutne ke liye uthate bethate samay uski chut ka jo nazara muze peeche se hua vah vastav me mere jeevan ka ajibogarib nazara tha, jis ke bare me band kamre me aankhen band kar apne lund ko ragadata tha aaj vahi chij mere samne parosi hui si malum pad rahi thi, me bhi sharm sankotch chhor didi ke. She switched off the water and I handed her towel back as I turned back the valve so to avoid a problem when the main tank reheated. Mary was finished drying and was combing the water out of her hair over the sink. She wrapped a towel around her long locks and fashioned a turban of sorts and smiled at me as she dropped her body towel and made a sexy walk to the bedroom.I followed her and she didn't lay on the bed, she sat on the edge and wagged a finger for me to come to her. I knelt in front. The concierge opened the door for me as if I were expected, and directed me to the lift. She was waiting for me as I stepped out of the lift. Her plain, figure hugging red dress was framed in the entrance door of her apartment. She had let her hair down, the light from behind gave her a halo effect and also a shadowy outline between her legs as it weakly leached through the fabric. My assumption was correct, dinner wasn’t really the offer. As soon as the door clicked. I also began to think of Jenny. I knew that she wanted to be dominated and now that I had some time to reflect on what was happening, I feared that I would lose her if my own dominance came into question. Once again, I thought of the pendant in my grasp, and held it as though it were Jenny's heart – I could not let go.Still, despite all of my resolve, I couldn't deny that my sex had grown quite wet, and I could feel the tightness in my nipples.Mistress Catherine spoke to me once again."Let me.