"What kind of dancing do you practice?" I asked. Startled and slightly amused, she asked, "How did you know that about me? Uh… tango." "I've known m...ny subs. The ones they send me are agile far beyond the basic standards. I've had gymnasts under me, martial artists, swimmers, you name it." They all were excellent at yoga, that went without saying. "You have the grace of a dancer, the long muscle-tone of your legs suggest pilates training as well." "Impressive." She smiled, looking me up and. These Krell, as they called themselves, must have been extremely advanced.I heard the doorbell extension so I got up and pulled on my jogging shorts and t shirt that were laying on the ground by the gate. I walked into the kitchen on my way to the door and it sure smelled good in there. The girls had taken to cooking on the gas stove quite well. There was a flurry of activity but I didn't stop to watch.When I opened the door, Alex, the lot man at Marks dealership was there. He had a clipboard. I made a decision there and then. I had to have this man. I had to have him so bad!The next thing I knew, I was kissing him and couldn't get enough of that hot tongue of his. I shifted so that I was on my knees and better able to kiss him. I my hands through his hair, down his back and caressed his chest, while he untied my halter neck dress, pushing it down to my midriff to expose my breasts which he fondled and played with, all the while kissing me. Then he stopped, got up and pulled me to my. " So she has no idea?" You should have heard her. She wants another go! She went off about how you tit fucked her, ate her out, tied her up... which you need to do to me by the way! Oh God Oh GOD! Just thinking about it is gonna make me,... Shit, are you close, please COME WITH ME OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she screamed, her hips bucking so fast up and down they were practically a blur.We talked about how much she got off on everything, being tied up, the masks, the stockings and the lube so.