"I wish you'd have told me sooner. I've been doing girls and boys for the last year and it's been tough to just lay over there when such a hot body is...naked a few feet from me." "I wasn't wearing anything to bed in the hope that you'd get interested, Steve." "Well, it worked, I've been masturbating to that image for a while now." "All that lovely cum wasted!" "Not tonight, my dear brother, not tonight." He leaned over and kissed me hard on the mouth. Our hands sought out cocks and gave them. Still reeling from her Mistress's denial of her orgasm, she struggled to move on shaky, unresponsive legs. It was a testament to her control – a control born of many tests at the hands of her Mistress – that she was able to move without slipping and allowing the orgasm that she so desperately wanted to escape. But she held back, knowing that if she didn't her Mistress would punish her – and that if she did she would most likely (though not certainly) be rewarded.Her Mistress had walked quite a. After a couple of seconds, I needed to take a breath. My nose and mouth were thoroughly covered by her flesh, and her weight on me prevented me from being able to exhale or inhale. With no air passing through my mouth, I couldn't make a sound.I panicked. I needed to tell her to lift up so I could breathe, but she just kept looking down at me, grinning. I tried to struggle against my shackles, but I was bound so tightly that I hardly caused any movement.My lungs were screaming for air, and yet. “Oh my God, you smell good.” She moved closer and inhaled again.It was at that moment I heard the front door open. I only usually lock it when I’m either going to be out or heading to bed for the night. The first thing to run through my mind was that Faith had come back because she forgot something. The idea of her catching us like this made me feel ambivalent. Fear shot through me like a cold arctic blast, and right on the heels of that emotion was a fiery thrill that made me as hard as I.