‘I know I shouldn’t even be thinking this, let alone saying it out loud, but Derek, I want you to make love to me.’ ‘What? Here?’ ‘No, sil...y.’ ‘What about lunch?’ Still with her hands on his cheeks, she looked into his eyes. ‘I’m not hungry, except for you. I want to know what it’s like to have someone really make love to me, not just use me as an inflatable doll. Peter will be gone at least two more days. He won’t be able to tell what I’ve done by then, will he?’ ‘No.’ Emma kissed him again,. In my mind, I was only to serve Leather Mistress as asmoking leather slave. I crave leather, the smoke and most importantly,Leather Mistress.Finally after 24 hours, the headset turned off. I felt the headset andmuzzle removed by Ilsa. The guards was unstrapped me from the chair underLeather Mistress' watchful eyes. I got out of the chair and kneels on allfours to begin to clean Leather Mistress' leather boots with my tongue.Leather Mistress smiled as she took a drag off her cigarette.. She came out in a flurry of sexy moves, still pulling her tight jean mini skirt into place, just inches below her crotch. Her tall boots and a cowgirl crop top showed bare shoulders and a bare belly, both looking munchable to Brian. Dark eyes, with pink lips and glowing cheeks, made her face shine as brightly as she felt. A date. With her boyfriend.George’s eyes glued to her posterior as she passed.“Hey, George, pick up your tongue, and let’s get moving! We’re late. Jerry just texted asking. I sank onto my knees, between hers, as she exposed herself fully and entirely to me. I was erect. I felt I would explode as soon as I slid into her. Anticipation and imagination fuelled my potential explosion. Finally, this beautiful woman was laid back on the bed, thighs apart, knees bent and feet floorward and so petite, so ready, her raven-black, long hair spilling around her face. Her obvious arousal and my first view of her total nakedness led me to gasp 'I'm sorry if I don't last long.