She stripped naked and carefully retrieved her collar and put it on. She spent the time waiting to contact Tyrone with her heels on practicing her str...t. Tyrone enjoyed watching the show. Finally, 5:30 arrived, she connected the cam and audio, sat in the chair, spread her legs wide and started playing with her pussy.“Hello little slut.”“Hello Daddy, I’m so glad to see you.”“Have you been a good little girl today. Have you obeyed all of Daddy’s rules.”“Oh yes Daddy. Your little girl is. She touched her tongue to them, making them shine. "I am an avid reader of your adventures, Dr Watson. The way you set the page alight with your writing ... I get most excited and feel as though I share a small measure the danger with you."I touched my lips to her offered hand, so small and soft in my own, and felt a spark of lust in my heart, not wanting to let her go."But you're touch is so gentle, Dr Watson," she said softly. "One can scarcely believe that these same hands have held a gun to. You may be assured, I have been involved in this part of our world long enough to realize anyone I meet here will surely not be prudish, nor judgmental.” That had flashed through my mind. A married woman in a lesbian bar, not far from her home. She must be very secure. It also went through my mind that she may be fishing for a third to ‘spice up’ her marriage. She was obviously bisexual. I recalled several instances where her son, Theodore, had mentioned his father. So it was safe to presume an. I lied back in his arms and submitted to his every whim. I turned my head and looked him in the eye and said, “I’ve been a very… very… naughty boy Santa” As I sat in his lap I felt Santa begin to grow. This whole situation became more and more erotic and desirable with every touch of his hand. Suddenly I heard two guys talking as they walked in to the lavatory. I was holding my breath and trying to be quiet when Santa nibbled on my right nipple causing it to become erect and me to cry out.