” “Oh, I think I can do that for you,” I giggle. I lift my ass upwards and hook my thumbs into my panties and push them down with ease. I bring...them up to my face and inhale deeply. I can smell my arousal so deeply. It causes you to growl out, wanting to smell for yourself. “You’re such a tease, my love,” you groan, watching me still. “I guess you’re just going to have to punish me,” I state, teasing you further. “I was just thinking the same thing. Five smacks to each ass cheek will do, I. It was a treat to my eyes. We used to sleep in the same bedroom, sometimes on different beds and sometimes on the same bed. I was addicted to watching WWF (known as WWE now) on TV. Even my sister used to watch it with me. I used to get boners while watching women’s wrestling. I am not sure if my sister observed it. When I get erections, I used to go to our bedroom, lie down on the bed on my stomach and rub my body (penis). This was how I used to masturbate. On some occasions, when my sister. It would be at least another 3 hours until her boyfriend Greg would be home.Melissa and Greg were high school sweethearts. They met after being put together to work on a group project in one of their classes, which led to a few years of dating, and now just a few months after high school, they made the decision to move in together. Both of them were truly not ready for college, so finding a small cheap apartment together seemed to be the best option at the time. Melissa worked down at one of. Figuring I could use some fresh air to calm myself, I headed towards a set of French doors open to the night and the overly-fragrant garden, gliding around and between people carefully. A few pairs of people wandered the stone paths, admiring the vegetation and talking quietly or feeding on the serving staff, though I saw a few somber-faced men carefully monitoring those partaking of the "meal". Guards, I was guessing.Recognizing a fellow servant, they merely nodded as I passed, not paying me.