Knowing that he’s close to orgasm you stop and move away a little. “Would you like to see me mr B?? See me in my panties maybe?” And as he moans...yes you slowly strip for him. Getting down to your underwear, turning your fine ass to him, bending over, pulling your panties aside and sliding a finger over your wet fanny lips Now you really have him, he’s wide eyed and just groaning at the sight of you, his cock, if possible even bigger and harder and now wet over its full length with his pre cum.. ." he said softly and loosened the tie of his robe to let it fall open.Renee reached down hesitantly as her friend placed her hands on her soapy tits. She felt the thick pubic bush, and as Polly moaned lowly, she ran her fingers through the heavy mat of hair to touch her soft pussy lips."That's it... touch her there," Prinz said as he leaned forward, his hand wrapped about the base of his thick prick."Ummmm, yes..." Polly said as Rene's fingers eased between the thick folds of flesh of her. The soft touch of leather whispers along my breast. It is time. My nipples tighten with anticipation of the coming strike. Seconds turn to minutes; his cruelty is only matched by his patience. He strikes my left breast first. My pussy clamps with the shock. One after the other, he marks what is his. His lash paints the picture of his desire. With each strike my body turns to liquid fury. My need only stilled by the needs of my master. He increases his intensity; I can feel the reins of his. Now there is nothing. No bodies, not even shadows.He must proceed. He wills himself to proceed, wills the procession of his body into darkness; although his mind has no part in it. Reason--the same woman he now pursues wrested his years ago. Before the many.Tristan edges himself to the other side of the narrow path, where there is space to move. Now the lamp rests in the center. He surveys what little he can. There are many paths from here. Many places to hide.He knows she is here,.