Under the cover of my jacket, my fingertips gently stroke my clit ... not too hard or fast to stay my orgasm. My fingers rarely venture inside my puss.... His appearance arouses me beyond words. The scenes on the big screen become scenes of him touching me, probing me, licking me, and then fucking me. His red nose attracts me the most.I know which scene to turn up the pressure. I need to cum at just the right time when his face turns and looks directly at me. Strumming harder, harder, harder, my. The first 3 stories contain details on how I seduced Vibha to agree for this relationship and how we continued and enjoyed this new world of domination. This small background cannot fully cover it. I would recommend reading the first 3 stories in order to get the complete picture.This story is the last part of it and contains details on how the slave Vibha made his masters birthday very special. My birthday was approaching and it was only a week left. We both wanted to make it a special one. I. .."I'm definitely feeling our chemistry, so I test it out with a little half-joke, "Maybe we should bring you back home to change out of it?"To my surprise, her face turns red and she is adorably shy as her eyes meet mine, "Okay. Let's go back to my place." Sometimes you just click with someone... My heart swells with excitement as we put our drinks down, gather our things and head out of the party and into the night. Alright, my heart wasn't the only thing swelling with excitement, but I've. ”“You’re kidding.”“Nope. Just as I knocked on her door, the smoke alarm went off in her place. I heard her scrambling around, muttering, ‘Oh, shit, Oh shit,’ and I thought she was hurt, so fortunately, the door wasn’t locked, ‘cause I just burst in, saw what was happening, covered up the burning pan on the stove, and helped her clear the air by opening all the windows and fanning the place out.”“What then?”“Well, Sandy was wearing this white angora sweater that I really liked on her, with this.