I’m holding back now.” “Good. Don’t touch yourself until I say you can.” “Oh! I feel so in need.” “All the better. I want your clit...throbbing before your fingers work at it. I want you dripping in the silk sheets of your bed by the time you start to cum.” “You’re so cruel.” “I can be more so, believe me.” “Tell me how. Make me weak.” “I want you on your knees in your bra and knickers.” “Yes.” “I want you looking up at me.” “Yes.” “I’m wearing a tight rubber dress which shows each of. If she started the laundry all the hot water would be leaving the shower!Not wanting to feel the cold water hit me, I quickly turned off the water and got out of the shower. I toweled myself off and decided I would finish this in my room where I should be able to have a little privacy.I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed to my room.I could hear Sara start the washer as I entered my room.I closed my door, now wishing we had put locks on them and went over to my bed.I took my towel and. I feel like taking a drive."Taking my hair in a firm grip, i'm pulled up from the floor andled into the bedroom. i scramble to keep up, stumbling slightlyand letting loose a yelp as i trip, the searing pain of my scalpbringing tears to my eyes.He flings me in through the open doorway, releasing His grip of myhair as He does so. With a snap of His fingers and a flick of Hiswrist, He directs me to my place at the foot of His bed to wait.Swiftly i sink to the ground once again, puzzled by His. As she leaned forward to spit again and rinse her mouth, her pussy was practically in my face, wet and pink. My eyebrows shot up and I looked up in the mirror. She was watching me.She smiled, shut the water off and wiped her mouth with a facecloth. "You up early, or up late?" Oh, uhm, I had a bad dream and woke up. Heard a noise in here, I thought you were…" David. Yeah, I could tell." She brushed the cloth around her neck. "A bad dream, huh? What kind of dream? I'm pretty good with dream.