She was strong, sexy, confident, and at the same time trying to be a good mom and wife by keeping things discreet. I told her I thought that was amazi...g, first off because I would never have the confidence to perform on stage and second off, I couldn’t balance all of those issues and still function. I was a little turned on by the thought and a lot intrigued, but I didn’t want to show it. She said if I were a dancer I would make a killing because guys love petite women on stage, and I was very. 6:50, 6:55, 7:00, 7:00, damnit!! Where is she? Did a chaperone catch her and make her go back. Did she get cold feet and chicken out? Did she let her friends talk her out of it? Then came a knock on the door. I opened the door and there she stood, wearing her bikini from that morning. She said, “I thought you’d like to get to take it off.” I closed the door behind her. We kissed for a few minutes, our hands working our way all over each other’s bodies. She broke our kiss far too soon and. She won’t let me near her.? She giggled. ?So? Do you think a tiny girl like her can keep you away from her forever. You know what you have to do to eat again, and it isn’t her decision.? ?You don’t mean?? The woman smiled briefly and slid the panel shut. Eric froze at the thought, but quickly dismissed it from his mind. Some sins were worse than death.------- Thirty-six hours since their last meal and Eric was going insane. He paced around the. “Spread your legs more.” I did as he said.He carefully moved between my legs, so he was behind me. “Spread ‘em more. More! I want your cunt at the same level as my cock. Now, don’t move until I move you, right?”“Sir.”He positioned his cock at the entry to my vagina, spreading my labia with the tip of his cock, then rubbing it up and down my slit, but not entering.“You may cry out if I hurt you while I’m doggie-fucking you. In fact, I want you to.”“Sir.”“Now beg for it, slut. Beg for me to fuck.