I'm so wet already. Tell me what you want to do - I want to reach into your pants, pull out your cock, wrap my lips around it & suck it.You'll have to...wait until Saturday. Are you naked? :smile: - Not quite. Strip for me. I want you naked, your big gorgeous tits out for me. - Naked for you now. Touching my nipples. Imagining you sucking on them. Send me a pic? I want to see them - You'll have to wait until Saturday Damn. I guess I deserved that LOL. - Too damned right LOL. FridayI'm not. There were lots of men dressed in black leather pants and vests, women on latex clothes; she could even see some women totally naked, with just a collar around their necks, and being led by a leash by their Doms. Rose came back with some cokes; they knew it would be better to stay sober in a place like this. They stayed at the table, zipping theirs drinks, looking around and chatting. After a while, a tall, amazingly handsome man approached their table. "Hello, Rose, I'm very pleased to see. Milo was quite business-like as we sat at the table in the big farm kitchen. He handed me the standard puppy order form and waited patiently as I read, signed it and wrote him a deposit cheque. Then he rose, assisted me to my feet and lifted my light dress over my head. I wasn’t wearing any panties.He dropped his jeans and undies, pulled me close and let me feel his hard manhood against my tummy, then, cupping my butt cheeks in his big hands, lifted me and slowly threaded my body back down onto. In my mind I was bidding goodbye to The Get Up Kids and Jets to Brazil. Then I thought about Ben with his adolescent antics and how amusing he was, but how he would probably always be that way with no direction in his life other than having fun. This led to my thought that just because I was going to grow up, it didn’t mean that I had to become some deep and serious person just yet. I could still listen to Dashboard Confessional (but not in large doses) and still be pissed off that the economy.