I set something up with guy number 1 and took a shower and got all dressed up (see the picture I just posted to my my gallery called October 2019) I p...t on some lace panties, black pantyhose, short black skirt, red blouse, my fuck me pumps, brown wig and did my make up, He kept emailing back putting me off so I finally just told him never mind when he ask if I would pay his gas money. I told him I am sorry but I am not going to do that I emailed guy number 2 and he was still interested and. "Like this, Wendy. Just pump your fist up and down like this." I began stroking him similar to the way I had seen him pump his cock moments before. I pumped my fist up and down on his hard cock as he rocked his hips, thrusting his pelvis upward, off the bed as I stroked downward. I quickly got the hang of my very first hand job. I was able to match my rhythm of my strokes to the movement of Greg’s hips. I felt myself getting aroused by Greg’s growing excitement. I could feel my juices seeping. "I would have been honoured for all eternity, you took that away from me but I will surely win next year when I have your gift."I knew what she meant by my gift; she was talking about my clit again. Somehow she thought she would be ripping it from my body. I didn't understand anything that was going on. What could possibly make her think I would agree to being mutilated just to satisfy her crazy ideas? When I felt my body being placed down onto a cold surface the reality of what was happening. And when he said surrender, she knew he would expect nothing less than complete capitulation, not just physically but mentally as well and that required a submissiveness and trust she wasn’t sure she could give him. “You still with me here?” he asked quietly. Sienna inhaled raggedly at the sound of his smoky voice in her ear. “I don’t think I can do this,” she admitted after a moment. “I can’t be what you want, it’s not in my DNA to be someone’s sub.” “Hallelujah for that.” The quiet rumble she.