My concentration shifted and slowly my right hand moved down between my legs. I gently rest a finger on my mound and could feel the heat. The mere bru...h of my fingertip sent a shiver along my spine. I cast my mind back to when I last felt like this but struggled to remember how long ago it was. My finger traced in little circles around my clit. The thought of the item on front of me was making me more and more excited. I lay my phone to the side and took off my nightie. I spotted myself on the. I asked him what what he would like to see, I was feeling brave and very sensual. “I loved seeing your ass! Putt your fingers inside for me.” Like a giddy school girl, more accurately, a giddy school boy, I raced through their house (I was staying at their house for the week) looking for something to use as lube. Suddenly it dawned on me to look in his night stand, next to his bed. When I opened the drawer, I breathed in sharply at what I saw. Sure enough, the was a bottle of lubricant, but. My slave ran down into my arms, showing the adoration for me she could never show before at home.With Amy draped on my shoulder, I cleared my throat. "One other thing; I am worried about Amy and Bea traveling by bicycle in this winter weather. Is there any way you could get her a car? It would also help me, so I wouldn't have to travel out of my way, going to school."They looked each other for a few seconds. "I think we could get her a practical used car," said Gayle.I declined staying for. Gingerly she enters the room and stands before the bed. I can see the wetness between her legs and on her fingers that she's used to touch herself. Maybe this one has more potential."Crawl onto the bed. I want you to feel this girl's life end." Yes, master," she replies. I can hear a lustful tremor in her voice. This one at least knows what to expect."Stroking her hair I tell her, "Touch her heart, slave. Gently. Feel how it fades? That is the essence of my pleasure."She stares into my eyes and.