Now set deep in their skeletal sockets, they were so dark, they were almost a royal purple. The other feature was that there was fire blazing behind t...em.After they had shaken hands, Ginny said, "Mrs. Bradley, this is Kristin Crowley. She says she has become a fan of yours since she saw the Super Bowl last week." Having made the introduction, she was standing behind the girl and indicated in pantomime that she wanted to speak to Cathy."Before you get too comfortable, Kristin, would you let me. We found you easily enough, since I took him directly to the security office in the back of the building. You were there, watching us approach the door. I think, even before introductions were made, that you already knew who this man with me was. I stood, silently, as you both shook hands and went through the ritual of sizing each other up. I was so nervous. So excited. My pussy was on fire with yearning for release. Not from my husband, but from you, Master. My heart pounded so hard in my. Sometimes I used to get very excited just by thinking the fact that some guy will be playing with my vagina and making love it, treating it like heaven, this thought was making me very excited.Sometimes I wanted someone to play in there heavily, and give me the pain, the sexual pain that I was never able to speak to anyone, but on my wedding night, my hubby would do it to me. Make me wet, suck me. And there were also parts where I had no idea what he will do, as it would all be a surprise for. I peered around the door frame and saw Amy in a spoons position with a guy under her duvet. She was facing me and in the way of the guy so I couldn't see his face. Amy looked up and must have either seen me in the dark or guessed I was there because she smiled and said “I'm hot, let's get rid of this” and promptly threw the duvet on the floor. They were naked. The guy complained a bit but didn't stop her. He was wrapped around her and was kissing the back of her neck as she snuggled up to.