Soft then hard, making slurping noises, then just taking me in as far as she could without moving.After a while, she stopped and said, "You can come, ...ust let me know when."I figured she put my hand on my dick to keep me from trying to force more into her mouth. But when she started back at it, she removed my hand from my cock. Then I realized, that was keeping me from coming! She must have known that since I hadn't had sex in a while, I'd instantly blow a gasket.Inch by inch, my cock. Another noise from the other side of the lake... Paul, unable to contain his own excitement at hearing Leandra's shouts had himself called out something that sounded like "Ohhhh fuuuuck!" mixed with a whimper and a groan. But I couldn't look up, so utterly enthralled by Leandra's blatant dereliction that I was compelled to move my free hand immediately to my own inflamed and throbbing pussy, thrusting my fingers into my saturated cavern and drawing out the extreme wetness to rub wildly into my. Hayley you would help into white lace panties and white stockings and suspenders (a favourite of mine),no bra and a long black low cut dress with court shoes. You would, as I say, wear a lounge suit and shirt under which you will have on lacy panties, black stockings and suspenders.You would drive us to an expensive restaurant where you will make it clear to the staff that you, and only you, will serve your Master and Mistress, both of whom look so elegant and lustful together.BECAUSE YOU. You have paid me two lovely compliments, more than I have had in years. Every girl should keep a literary man in tow." She sighed.The next question was the one that women will ask of any single man."Do you have a girlfriend, or significant other?" I smiled a little at the expression significant other. I was well aware of the rumour sometimes circulating around Sunrooms, that I may be gay. No reason apart from my being thirty-one and single. Then of course there was my liking for the arts. Why.