A nipple she found erect and hard.Allowing herself to drift along in the fantasy, Whitney pulled open her robe to allow greater access to her breasts....Dropping her hairbrush onto the vanity, the blond took hold of her other breast as well, her fingers caressing the hard tip.Whitney had always loved the touch of soft hands on her mounds, be it her own or that of a lover. Nature had been kind to her, gifting her with breasts that were just large enough to be sexually attractive yet also small and. I bite my lower lip, chuckling, knowing tonight will be just what we both want.“Hi there” I am able to eek out. You just smile broader, reach for my hand and pull me in the room. I take in our unintentional matching outfits. Your white button down shirt molded nicely to your biceps, your black pants low, and form fitting around your hips. My black and white, flowered dress stretched across my chest, and flowing down around my thighs. My bag slips from my shoulder as you pull me into your arms.. "Clean yourselfup," she said. While he mopped up the semen from his stomach, she tookoff her gloves and tucked them back into the purse. She proceeded to getdressed in the slip, blouse and skirt suit. She shook out the tail fromher clothes until it hung down her back again. She turned back to him andsmiled at him lovingly. He was too tired and happy to be surprised as shecuffed his hand back to the table again. But he started to get worriedwhen he saw her pull out a ball gag from the purse. He. If I wasn’t before, I was definitely blushing now. I didn’t know how to respond to her. I wanted to leave but didn’t want to give her the satisfaction of feeling like she’d beat me.“I’m just playing with you, Grey. I trained my cuck years ago, so I know what you’re going through. I’ve seen my guy go through it all. Mind you, he wasn’t a virgin and he has a nice sized dick so it was different for him.”I sensed a slight change in her demeanour, maybe pleased that she’d put me in my place.“Hang in.