Two days later, Avery is guiding Nicole through the dark halls again. She wears only a black silk slip dress and black ballet shoes. On Mistress Avery...��s instruction, she did not bother with underwear. She delights in the feeling of exposure with her high set breasts moving freely underneath. She would be embarrassed but for the emerald masquerade mask. It announces her presence with feathers that just straight up, forms a crown. Her hair is slicked back and pulled into a low braid.She is. Still holding me up against the wall, we stood there for several moments, gathering our breaths, basking in the afterglow. He slipped out of my warm sheath, and I felt instantly guilty because I wanted him to be back inside of me."That was…" Yeah," he said when he finally let me down on very shaky legs. "I'm sorry," he muttered all of a sudden.Looking up at his face, he was smirking, not looking the least bit apologetic. Instead, he showed me this cocky smirk of his again, which I started to. You: Hi bi 18mStranger: FStranger: 22Stranger: CanadaYou: US HereYou: so what are you looking for?Stranger: role play?You: sure you startStranger: You pick rolesYou: brother and sister?Stranger: Okay.Stranger: What's the scenario?You: parents out for the week, your on the couch watching tv next to meStranger: Okay.Stranger: *I open my legs and you catch me rubbing my pussy*You: "Having fun?"Stranger: Yea.You: "looks like it" i say, you can see me getting hardStranger: *I start rubbing your dick. ” His voice was low “What?” I wasn’t sure if I’d heard him right. He leaned in close to me and spoke again, more intently. “Take off your panties and give them to me.” The demand shocked me and I blushed a deep red. Part of me wanted to just slap him in the face, but a larger part of me yearned to give in and do what he wanted. I quickly shot a look around again, and slipped out of my panties. I hesitated for a moment before I finally held them out to him. I could feel my juices on the fabric.