The blankets are too heavy, too warm. I throw them off. Now I’m cold. The air conditioner is blowing too hard, too loud. I get up, piss, drink a gla...s of water. The problem is none of those things. I had no problems sleeping last night, or the night before. But tonight my head is full of thoughts flying around like a cloud of mosquitos. I’m thinking about you. You sitting across from me, with that beautiful warm smile. You bending over the bar, and the way your ass looked in that skirt. You. “Yeah, that’s it baby. Spread that pussy for me.” He slid two fingers in deep, and began to finger me. “I want you to ride my hand.” I began to rock my hips slowly, just a little, mortified that someone might turn and look. I leaned my arms against the tree trunk, holding myself up over your lap. “Lean into me baby, just let me hold you.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and buried my head into his chest and shoulder, lost in the feeling of his fingers moving so wickedly inside me, while he. " Glen and i were fascinated by this message my mother said. "But please let us talk about it later. Now we are cutting off his useless cock." she said to the others. Glen looked at my fathers genitals and noticed"Don't You want to castrate him ?" No it is more interesting for me to have a horny cockless dog as to have a lazy dog lying on the floor. And also it prevents him to get fat. I don't like fat dogs. When he will be my pony then he should be able to ran fast." Oh I understand. This is. And this champagne of course. Very good it is too." I took another sip.She nodded and did the same before putting her glass down again. "Okay, it's just... you know... not a good idea if either of us has been drinking too much." Safe." Yes, Sir." Understood."She nodded. "Sir, may I speak freely for a minute?" Of course. I hoped you would, Josephine."She looked down at her hands as she spoke. "Well Sir, a submissive is like a vulnerable flower. One that needs to be nurtured, looked after and.