When I pointed to her mouth she wiped the ice cream off with the palm of her hands."You're supposed to use a napkin," I said."Look at this," she said,...holding out her hands to me, showing me the cloudy white mixture of ice cream and saliva on her palm. She connected her right palm to her left palm as if she were praying. Then she rubbed her hands together quickly, heating up her palm with friction. After doing this for a while, she showed me her palm again. Understandably, her palm was dry.. "Being best friends and roommates we share everything, why not sex?" That was the question sandy-blonde Grace asked me one day while we were working out together. Half-way through the set of sit-ups I completely lost count and just stared at her. I couldn't tear my eyes away from her creamy-smooth long legs and her being the bold, I-get-what-I-want person that she is, made it worse. She's persistent and damn near unrelenting when she knows what she wants and how to get it. My chest tightened. I said I got your message and that her home was with her real man, she cry’s NOOOO she can’t go back there because he wants to sell her baby. She says I’m the only man she had ever really loved, she said let me show you she can make me feel good and she pulls up her skirt she has sours all over her thighs and pussy, and the smell from her pussy was gad offal I tell her to follow me and I go into the bed room and stand her in front of the full merrow I say you want me to take you back look at. When he walks through the door she slaps him with the whip. Closes the door behind him and commands him to get on all four he begins to plead for her forgiveness explaining traffic was bad and his cell has died. This is no excuse she exclaims... An slaps him in the face. Leans toward his face and spits on the red spot she just created. She puts on collar and attaches the leash. She drags him through the house to the bed room where his cage awaits. She commands him to strip with out standing to.