Sean was tall and lean with rust colored hair and a few freckles. Like me, he had played high school football. We had something else in common; we bot... liked girls.I told Sean I had to go. "Finals are the week after next and I need to study," I explained.But later in my room I found that I couldn't concentrate on final exams. All I could think about was the falling domino. Answering, "Both," to Sean's question about which one of the girls I wanted was a reaction to seeing the domino. It was a. I slowly leaned down to look at the truck cab again and saw the driver pointing to a phone number that was painted below his name on the door and motioning for me to call him. I’d love to say that I thought about all of the ramifications and weighed my options but to be completely honest I didn’t even hesitate. I put the phone on speaker and called. After saying how sexy he thought I was, he said his name was Sam. He said that he always fantasized about something like this with a special girl. He then started to lick my clit in a circle, while rubbing Labia minora. I felt the orgasm coming back, my legs started to twitch, my moaning was making the house shake, and James went faster, and faster, every 20 seconds. It was quick, but for me felt like hours, and I finally orgasmed, and came…a lot. James licked up the cum, and turned me over. He propped my ass up, and moved his fingers slowly on my perineum. I shivered, with every stroke on my perineum, and just wiggled my butt, wanting it. It is. I then reach around the front to make sure his chastity device is as well and that his balls are appropriately swollen from having not cum since the last time we were together. The seams on his pink stockings are straight and even like they should be. I have him in simple pink four inch Mary Jane shoes with blocky heels and ankle straps. They’re not as slutty as I’d like, but he had trouble with the six inch heels similar to mine last time we were together so I figured I’d take some.