Finally. My chance.Austin pulled off the blankets as soon as he saw her leave the driveway."You dirty little slut!" he said biting his lips.I didn't w...nt to stop. I made myself stand up and slowly strip in front of Austin."Wait.. Stop, Stella, you can't," he said as I placed my hands on his crotch, rubbing and squeezing him. He stopped talking and my nipples got hard rubbing against his knees. I pulled the rest of my leotard down."You know, you have some talent," he said, licking his lips. I. ” “We'll talk tomorrow.”Over the next couple of weeks, we talked daily. I looked forward to my nights chatting with my Sir. I bought my first vibrator and even decided to attempt to write my own story. I wanted to surprise Sir with my story, so I kept that to myself. I knew I wasn't as experienced in as many things as he was but I was willing to learn as we went along. We didn't have more live sex chats, and I wanted to hear him read me more of his story. I was sipping a glass of wine one. "Thirty minutes later she had her proposals sent off to the three magazines, and in an hour the phone started ringing for her. It rang all day long.When the representatives from the lure companies called I asked if we could get back with them later, telling them we were currently in negotiations with three major magazines for photoshoots onboard our Textron MLB. I added we would offer the same to them for pictures or vids of Katalin fishing with their lures, if the price were right.I gave them. Assertively I press onwards, eyes feeding hungrily on her features, the olive toned skin, the near ebony hair forming a halo about her rounded cheeks and falling across her forehead, the fullness of her lips vibrating wonderfully as her breath plays across them, the flare of her nostrils, the wetness at the corner of her mouth, the shadowy hairline atop her upper lip, the mocha richness of her near closed eyelids, and the too evident exclamation marks of her eyebrows. A sudden gasp breaks free.