Naked and collared…and kneeling… Suddenly her thoughts returned to that moment when she knelt to offer Victor a cup of tea. At the moment she had ...ot focused on sex at all, but looking back, she found the thought of serving the master of the house while naked, kneeling, and collared, totally erotic. As her fingers explored the sensitive area between her legs, the idea of being Victor’s naked servant took hold of her. She would kneel to serve him his tea and coffee, she could care for him, she. My light brown hair sat limply on my head, barely touching my shoulders. What once was a well-groomed goatee was now unkempt and bushy. I even saw a few gray hairs in my goatee/wimpy beard too. I look like I’m ten years older than I actually am. The harsh light in the bathroom only made the lines and wrinkles on my face look worse. I need a haircut and a trim. I wanted to look like a decent human being. I wanted to look like how I did almost two years ago. More importantly, I wanted to look. She found herself rubbing her tongue against the backside of her upper teeth, and her mouth was watering precipitously. She squeezed her thighs again and felt her pussy throb under the pressure. The song ended finally, and the band played another 35 minutes, each song a new tapestry of lyric and tone that rewarded Lorelei for agreeing to come to the show. After the band ended and torn down their gear to allow the final band to take the stage, Curt’s melodies stuck in her head. The last band had. The dildo was still inside me (I didn't know what else to do); I would have to return it later. I opened the door and stepped out." You were sure here a long time." said the blonde." I like to do a thorough job," I said weakly. I walked awkwardly over to the vacuum cleaner. As you might imagine it was a bit difficult to pick up. The red head walked over to me and knelt down to help me. She looked at me suspiciously and said: "you don't happen to have something of ours do you?" I don't know.