I hope the Jefferson doesn’t ding us for an exra fee, to clean the chair and the rug. Ah, you are coming to. Now’s my chance to really fuck with y...ur head. You’re cute, and likeable. It wouldn’t take much to make me love you. I wonder how you will react to realizing you are tied up? “Well,” I say, “the sleeping beauty wakes.” And I think, now is my chance to really fuck with his head. “Do you trust me?” I ask. You answer in the affirmative, and I know I have you in my control. I decide to. It wouldn’t be fair to you because I’d simply be using you, and it wouldn’t be fair to Andy because he really and truly does satisfy me and make me cum, just like you do. That’s on top of I haven’t been faithful to him, either.”I’d seen pictures of Andy, and he was only smaller than me in one respect. He looked like a typical six-foot-two high school jock that all the high school girls would gossip about with their friends. But I say, so what if he had a five and a half inch cock? That’s. He was completely in control I couldn't even move and every time I said anything he told me to shut the fuck up. He wanted complete control and I was fine with that. Once he got enough of that he stopped got up and told me to turn over so I did, and got up on my knees but he pulled my legs out from under me and pushed my back until I was flat on my stomach he straddled me again and slid his dick back in from the back. He was actually sitting on top of me but his dick was inside of me until he. So I had her tape up her penis betweenher legs and put on her panties and fishnet pantyhose.I said, "Let's play mistress and servant."I brought out a French maids uniform I had bought myself and zipped herinto it. Although I was dressing her, normally the maid's role, theMaid's uniform she was now wearing made clear who the servant was going tobe.I had her wearing her knee length boots and watched her tottering aroundthe room in them."Shorter steps and try to sissy that walk!" I told her. "A.