Her hands go to her sides and she stands straight before him with her eyes down. Rob is the only man she has ever allowed to control her during sex, b...t only every other time. It is a game they play, switching roles of dominance despite the mistresses always in control of the trainers. Rob is different, if not difficult, and sometimes Hera likes to feel weakness.With jerky movements, he strips his shirt the rest of the way off. Then he looks her over. Her pussy and thighs are visibly wet. He. I watched as the front of his pants grew to an embarrassing size and then smiled as he pushed his hips into the railing. I turned around to get a good look at the dance floor and realized no one knew I was even around. I went back to my pretend conversation. “Oh, oh, oh, oh my God” I said again really slow as I pushed my head between the railing toward his growing curiosity and accidentally bumped him. I backed off and looked up to see him looking at me in astonishment. “I’m so sorry,” I. I could feel her hard nipples running through it as my body moved above hers. Her legs moved beneath me as she raised her knees off the bed so her feet were flat on the bed. I could feel my cock lying against her belly as I leaned down to kiss her. Our kiss had a patience that I still could not believe. I wanted Stef so badly and could tell she felt the same but this was going to be more than just sex and lust and we both knew it. We were forceful but loving as our lips brushed each others. I told her, "Don't worry about it, Carol. Finish your own breakfast please. I don't mind doing them and I have nothing better to do."Carol was better prepared than I thought, "Your Aikido teacher gave you a whole lot of books last Wednesday. I haven't seen you touch them. Have you read them all?" Um, no. I've read about half of them and they didn't look very useful to me. I think my situation is too different from what the authors expected." But you haven't read all of them, have you? So maybe.