Your head nestled on my chest and your right leg draped over mine. Was this the way we drifted off? No matter; it was the perfect way to wake.Your rig...t arm eased across me and hugged me lightly. My mind comprehended and began the waking process, moving me out of any sleep pattern that may have loomed.As the squeeze of the hug eased, your fingers began tracing lazy patterns over my skin, slipping slowly down my body. I had the feeling your eyes were watching them, but not being able to see your. She also had on a one piece nurse uniform dress...completely opened. This was covered by a very sheer white peignoir. She was radiant! She grabbed my leash and led me to the bedroom which had subdued red lighting and several small candles burning. She stood looking at me, told me to turn around. She removed the collar and leash and threw it into the corner. She then got behind me and started feeling me up, just like i was another woman. She rubbed my ass and slid Her hands up and down my body. .. it was of course bigger than four and the palm. But four and the palm helped a lot in making me all loose and relaxed... and that squatting position somehow helped me even more. So, gradually, I felt my asshole opening more and more under the pressure of my hand. I was inside just before the knuckles... that limit I was never able to pass, that limit that made me ache each time I tried. That time though, I felt different, squatting made my ass more... accepting. And, as my heart pounded more. Though I have had plenty of hard ons recently while helping my sister masturbate, this was the first time she made any comment about it."Just ignore me and keep doing what you're doing," I said."I think you like watching me and are afraid to admit it," she argued. "Yvette said you would. All guys would. It's OK. I don't mind. It's not like we are fuc...I mean having sex or anything. You are just helping me when I get in a rut. So just sit back and enjoy. I'm going to show you how it's done."I.