She ordered her coffee and found a corner where no on one else sitting, opened her laptop and started to check her emails.Sat at a table a couple of t...bles from hers, was Bob, Bob was between jobs so had decided to treat himself to a coffee, he was sat on his own, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt reading a newspaper.He glanced across to the corner table to see Frankie and the first thing he noticed was her black nylon encased legs crossing and uncrossing under the table.He tried not to stare as. I suppose a lot of women would feel abused being petted the same way as a dog. I just enjoyed it for what it was, and knew why my dog liked it so much. The sense of touch is so basic, so primitive, so sensual.I squirted some body wash on a wash cloth and did my front. My nipples were up. I had a chance to get my man back and that was exciting. When I got to my butt and between my legs, I imagined Jack pounding into me, both front and back, staking his claim, making me his once again. There were. "It was his first blow job and it seemed to take forever. He was notprepared for the hands that grabbed his head and forced him to take theshot at the back of his throat when the guy came either. As he trudgedup the six flights of stairs, he could taste the vile cum all over hismouth and down his throat. At least the guy had kept the panties. Theywould be a souvenir he said.Once in the room, he found it to be empty. Empty except for a long box,gift wrapped with the name Sissy Jim on it. . ..there’s a cold edge to your voice and I immediately clench my internal muscles. ‘Oh look Jude, it’s your birthday’ I hadn’t even heard you light the candle and my eyes widened as you pass it up and down my body, the heat making my skin prickle and me finch away. Half lifting me you twist me at the waist and brush the flame under my nipple. I automatically try and move away but am held firm. Hypnotised by the flame I begin to shudder....’Eddie, Sir....oh no! Please don’t’ ....Crying now the.