So, he started in on what it would be like to have another woman share our bed.”I laughed sympathetically. “Isn’t that the fantasy of every man?...��“Probably,” Sheri agreed. “But once Chris gets a notion in his head, he is simply incapable of letting it go. Every time we made love he was whispering in my ear, telling me what it would be like in the most explicit terms, cajoling me, begging me. Had I ever fantasized about being with a girl? Didn’t I want to know what it might be like? At first, I. Once I've cleaned the faux cock off, I drop it on the floor beside me and go over to untie her hands from the bar. I look down and notice there is a very faint red mark on each of her wrists and I gingerly kiss around both wrists. Like I said, I like to be a mistress of sorts, but I'm not harsh and don't want to leave my lovely lover with any bad marks or bruises. I go over to the bed and climb on top, plopping myself against the stack of pillows and spreading my legs wide. I'm so wet and. You ok? Youlook like crap."I couldn't find my voice to describe the weird change that had happenedin the past few minutes. All I could must was "Yeah, I'm fine. It's justbeen a busy shift."He eyed me up and down. "You come chat to me when we close up, ok?" Yeah, of course. No problem, Jeff." Great. Now, back on the floor with you."I left and made my way to the till. I couldn't believe I had felt soscared of what Jeff might say. I had a worry he might think I had beendossing off work, and might. You've gone through too many cycles.”“I know that. I just... I miss it so much. I want to be strong again. To drink the essence of life again. Frailty is tiring, my love. It grinds on you. You wouldn't know, because...” He lifted a hand, indicating her flawless form.Sadie sighed and set her book aside again. She stood and strolled to her favorite submissive slut. He who'd been with her the longest. She stretched out her hands and surrounded him, pulling his hooded face close to her bosom. She.