I was disappointed there as she maintained a safe distance on the dance floor between us. I thought that she didn’t want to give any impressions to ...ur colleagues about us. So I maintained the same deposition. One by one everyone started to leave the place and soon we left in the pub along with few other colleagues.“How are you gonna go? By cab?”“No, my husband is coming here to pick me. I will wait for him.”“I will give you company till he comes,” I replied. We both came out of the pub and. ”“Shhh, calm down,” I spoke softly, holding my hand up to quiet her, “It’s alright.”Now she had my interest piqued by saying she couldn’t look away.“So, you enjoyed watching what I did to Porsche?” I asked her.“Yes,” she quietly mumbled.“Have you ever had that done to you?” I asked her, looking around making sure no one was listening.“No, I haven’t,” she mumbled again.“Carol, look at me,” I said with a soft tone.She slowly looked up at me, her cheeks flushed and biting her lower lip.I had to. I had become completely obsessed with her. She didn't love me. Did I even love her? I didn't even know her! And yet, I was willing to suffer for her like this. She could have ruined my life if she wanted to, but instead, she's trying to help me.It was the hardest decision I'd ever made. And watching Mistress seal the letter and key in an envelope pained me more than I could describe. It was a physical and emotional strain I'd never experienced.Before unlocking my hand, Mistress kissed me, long. So she cut the chase and knelt down on the black monster and started sucking it again to bring it back to life... while her other hand found its way between his bum cheeks, and she slid a finger in his virgin looking bum... and he let a deep sigh, as if controlling it, and closed his eyes while his cock sprang up instantly.She was now leading the fuck dance... she finished sucking, and turned her back against the blonde guy and went on all four. Then she turned her head and moved her hair and.