We still make love when we can, but because of my working a lot of ten and twelve hour shifts, and him on a lot of back to back shifts, neither of us ...ave had much energy for sex. Until tonight that is. I lay in our bed, debating on just going back to sleep or getting up to watch some television in the living room when I felt his fingers on my nipple again. Instantly, my nipple responded and hardened. Sparks flew through my body, my pussy dampened and my heart raced. My body was craving sexual. Darauf schrie mich meine Herrin an... Redet man so mit einer Lady? Habe ich dir keine Manieren beigebracht? Du redest sie respektvoll an, hast du mich verstanden? Jawohl Herrin antwortete ich. Also fragte mich ihre Freundin noch mal... Hat es dir gefallen Sklave? Nein My Lady, sagte ich. Meine Herrin antwortete drauf... Das ist mir aber egal ob es dir gefallen hat oder nicht, uns beiden hat es gefallen und das ist wichtig, wir haben tolle Fotos geschossen davon aber die wirst du nie zu sehen. After she moved out and took all herstuff I stopped. I still had the urges but never did it again. Not surehow I was able to stop but I did. So anyway that's why I'm telling you.Maybe it's a hereditary thing and I pased it on to you. Probably not butwho knows."Paul sat there not believing what he was hearing but it did help him torelax a little. But it was so weird listening to his dad tell him that hehas or at least had the same urges as he does. And that he was actuallyable to tell him this.. Her tone was serious and she suspected there was something important she wanted to discuss."Mmm?" You still like him?" Mmm, he's nice," she said, quietly."I know. You can't have him, y'understand?" Yes, I know that," But you want to be around him? This is all about sharing what we have here? You want to see us making love so you can frig yourself to your heart's content?" She didn't answer but she nodded, barely perceptibly. "Sharmila, uh, that's unhealthy, y'know. It's compensation....