She brushes a lock of hair away from her cheek and he returns her smile. To which she raises an eyebrow.“Keep yours eyes on what you’re doing”.I...stinctively he drops his eyes to finish removing his boots and socks. He stands and starts to unbutton his shirt. As he does this she gets up and walks over to her dressing table. She opens a top draw and takes out a box of matches which she uses to light candles, placed strategically around the room. Then she goes over to the CD player by the bed. She. I was smaller, no question, but I was wearing nothing but sweats and loose shirts, even around the house. I was scared to get on the scales, afraid to find out I had lost only a paltry amount; but no, the difference in my body was far too pronounced. I had to have lost at least close to my target figure.Then I realized there were some old clothes, stuck back in the closet, unworn for many years. I knew about what I weighed when I was in them...And so I approached the closet. There was a pair of. And slowly pressing your titts.S- Oh yeah. I feel wet already.M- Take off your top. (I gaze onto my phone as she takes off her top, obeying me)S- My nipples feel so hard right now.M- Oh yeah? Keep your phone down and press your nipples for me. S- Okay. As you say. ( She listens to me and starts pressing her tits through her bra)M- Thats hot. Now slowly take off your bra and show me your titts.She goes topless and what a sight that was. She really has some amazing boobs.M- Keep playing with. Looking back, I do not recall exactly how many men who put their cocks in my mouth, ass, or cunt. I do not recall all the names or faces. I stopped consuming much alcohol because I did not want my pleasure dulled by its effects. But, it was fun. I liked the San Souci. It was on Mockingbird in Dallas. No one actually played there. It was a only place to meet new folks, to make new connections, hookups as they are called today. Because there was no open sex, Dallas PD Vice pretty much ignored it..