No girl or woman I had been with had made me feel as Marguerite did. I think it is one of the features of such an experience, that the sheer beauty of...it brings a note of apprehension. ‘Shall I be allowed to experience this again? Is this a once only coupling? Will she want me again?’ Marguerite gave me the answer. She was softly kissing my face, brushing over it with her lips as if they were butterfly wings. ‘Did you like that, darling? Do you like me a lot more now? Do you want to do it with. Were your ears burning?"I chuckled. "What did you tell her?" I told her about how charming you were and how nice you are to be with, and how you rocked my world last night..." Really?" I did. I told her how you were the best lover I ever had, not that my list is so long, and that you made me cum like never before. I told her that and I told her how your tongue can do tricks. I told her how we came together. I told her everything." And she said..." And she said probably too much. She told me how. These were a true string thong in every sense of the word and made from slick satin, and they looked good on Ali if not slightly fragile for the job. Carmen knew if his legs were shaved smooth they would look perfect, but she wanted to go easy with this so her pet didn't revolt. Carmen intended a long period of ownership, and remolding this man pet of hers into her version of perfection seemed like it could be a labor of love, or at the very least entertaining.Carmen patted the bed next to her. Leila went to her social media site and waited for Ace to notice she was online. He was online and that simple fact sent a surge of excitement through her. She heard the familiar ping of a message and went to it. He said, “Open a cam in Skype.” They exchanged usernames and she opened a cam for him. It was immediately obvious to Ace that Leila was in a bathrobe in bed. “Sexy, sexy hot mama!” he said. Leila looked at his two-dimensional face in bad lighting and looked away. He looked creepier.