Staring at her feet made me horny and i wanted to kiss and lick that white feet and she used to wear dark nail polish which made it more sexy.I was st...ll bad in stats and she was losing patience and one fine day came when she completely lost it.I went in to her house and uncle was not her I asked her where he is she said he has not come from yesterday he has gone with his friends for some trip.she was pissed off on that and was murmuring make thinks they can do whatever they want.I sat quietly. We danced for a few minutes more watching him fuck his wife. I felt like I was going to cum just watching.We returned to our table to have another drink and to sit and watch the crowd. The action was not only confined to the dance floor, it was happening at the tables as well. As we watched, the couple alongside us returned to their table. The woman had her blouse open showing her small breasts. While her breasts were small, she had the longest nipples I'd ever seen. They had to be almost an. Dylan liked that she had hips to support the round ass she had. Dylan would record his voice for Tracy to relax to. His voice was hypnotic, and she liked to make herself cum while listening to his voice.Dylan was older and Tracy was just twenty-one. Dylan was married and that kind of bothered Tracy. She didn’t like that he cheated on his wife. Dylan’s wife was ill, and they hadn’t had sex in many years. He told Tracy that she was the most exciting woman he ever met. He was going to be in. ’ I shiver a little. ‘Now here, lay your head on my lap.’ I eagerly change position to obey before she changes her mind. It’s quickly becoming my favourite thing—losing myself in a trance, just relaxing in the bliss of automatically doing what I’m supposed to do, safely under her control. I’m trying to learn to just accept my kinks. She looks down at me and quietly asks, ‘You ready?’ I nod, then add a verbal ‘yes’ just to be clear. ‘Okay hon, I’d like you to start at 200 and slowly count down.