He barely moved while I was on top of him. Here I was taking complete advantage of him while he was still basically asleep. I slowly bucked back and f...rth on him as I felt him slide past my grooves and ridges that hugged tightly around his member. I unhooked my bra and threw it off. I needed to enjoy this more. I played with my soft big breasts. My nipples were really hard and I pinched them as I continued to ride. I then lost it. I felt like I needed him harder inside me so I began to ride him. I'm looking forward to hearing back from you and spending some fun time with you between my legs, Grandpa. Kisses, Beth" There was no doubt that I was interested so I clicked on the link hoping that it wasn't a joke or virus. It was captioned "Lil Beth 18". There were three pictures and no text. I checked again, as I was sure there was a mistake and I was looking at the wrong pictures. The first one was of a little girl in a cheerleader outfit out on a football field. She was jumping up. She clearly used to enjoy verbally subjugating me and playing mind games, using body language etc which bordered on the Mistress/Slave interplay people do in the SM scene. However she never crossed the line into inappropriate or explicitly unprofessional behaviour with me. I remember the erotic way she dressed, often wearing fishnets with black leather sandals that gave a strong impression of a BDSM foot mistress.The third woman was a particularly hard, bossy and domineering hospital sister I'd. 'O.K?' He asked. 'Internal temperature reads sixty-five degrees F; CO2 level four hundred parts per million, and climbing. Lie down, and try not to expend any energy,' he advised me. 'I want to see how fast it warms up in there under normal conditions.' I did as he asked. It was quite comfortable in the straw, although a bit prickly, but I knew that it would pack down under the body-weight of an occupant and become hard and lumpy, the more so as the future occupant would have no choice but to.