Mastress Barbette was semi-dressed in a tight corset which accentuated her breasts, but below the corset she was naked. Or perhaps I should say, he wa... naked below the corset because below the corset was obviously male genitalia.Mastress Barbette was a cross-dressing transvestite Master whose secret fetish was not discovered until he was elevated from the Shadow Council to the Inner Circle. He felt he could not accept the position unless the rest of the Inner Circle knew fully what he was and. However, today was completely different. I wanted my time alone. My pussy was aching for a bit more action; that one orgasm earlier was simply not going to be enough for me today. Before I went to college, I had gotten at least two in a day, but it had become so much more different recently. Cravings stronger, sudden throbbing eruptions I found myself begging for more time alone all the time. I lay back on the couch hung one leg off the side, pulled up a porn site I like looking through, read. " Just OK? You were out like a light when I saw you." Ya but it's so strange. Did I bring a girl home with me last night?" No, why?"Then Eric told Kate about his dreams, and how he felt like he'd had be getting wild sex at night, and that his dream seemed to be about someone giving him amazing blow jobs. Kate shook her head saying she had no clue what he was talking about. It must just have been a dream. Eric figured he was right, and decided it was just some really vivid dreams. A couple of. Guessing my question, she informed me, "The other girls kind of like it that way." Then taking a deep breath, she pulled my hand to her and pressed a finger inside of her pussy.She was so wet, and we were both so turned on. She ordered me to turn and move my finger with her directions, until she finally found that spot she was looking for. It felt like a soft pad, almost indistinguishable from the rest of her soft, velvety cunt. She was slightly out of breath, a pant seeping into her words..