I breathed a heavy sigh and returned Harry to his nylon sanctuary. Then I smoothed my dress down but the temptation was too great and I rubbed my hand... over my ass and then my thighs. I pulled up my dress again this time to reveal my white slip and I rubbed it on my nylon covered legs. Then I grabbed my brandy and returned to the living room. I stopped to get the remote and turn on the T.V. I pressed the mute button and thought of Nicole’s ass. Then I sat down again in the overstuffed chair. I. Most of all; it is my brain, my sensual mind... That truly twists a man up into horny tight little knots. I don't always understand what I am doing right away; it's a deeply embedded personality trait that I've always known. Yet other times I know precisely what I have done. Obviously, my creativity inspires me to walk that fine line between "cock tease" and "abuse". I almost never allow it to become "painful". Almost. Maybe.I remember one evening where my girlfriend Missy and I were heading. ”As I was getting another cigarette out for her, she asked me not to and she took mine from my mouth and told me that we could share. As she had her puffs and returned the stick back to me I was engrossed with the fact that I got to taste her lips indirectly. By then my heart was almost pounding.I broke the ice and asked what her name was and vice versa.Me-“So Suzi is what you like to be called? Sanjukta is a pretty name though I flirted.”Suzi-“You can call me anything as long as you save me. My treasure was wet and touching it brought on passion to touch more. I lay in the hay and both hands reached for my treasure. Toying and caressing I followed outside and then found true gold within. Fingering my way inside I found a path leading inside. The outer treasure closed in on my fingers daring me to stop but something inside wanted release. My right fingers reached for gold and my left toyed my treasure I found something small at the top that made my body quake when I touched it..