Thinking about it now, I guess it wasn’t necessary forme go the extra mile, but when I left the house I wentout front to the driveway and drove ...y car around theblock. I made sure to race the engine, making as muchnoise as possible as I returned back home a minutelater. I met Pete as I walked the path towards thebackyard. He came scurrying out, a bit out of breathwhile buttoning his shirt.“Hey, ah, hi,” he sputtered as we met, “hey, I gottaget going. It was great to see. I had some explaining to do! ___________________________________________________________________ After four days Dave was beginning to regret suggesting to Emma that they abstain from masturbation until they met. He seemed to have a permanent erection and it was beginning to get painful. Surely one wank would not do any harm, just once to give himself some relief. Then he received a picture on his mobile from Emma, a picture of her lovely pussy covered in her cum. Along with her picture she. I only have to listen, with gentle prompts whenever she falters, before the fantasies she had previously only hinted at, start tumbling out. "I feel a need which I can’t explain." Susanna hesitates and I squeeze her hand to reassure her. After a short silence she continues: "I want to be dominated by someone with an air of authority who controls me and . . ." Another pause, then "Yes, I suppose, and someone who punishes me when I am disobedient" She blushes a deep shade of pink and looks. I kept stroking for 30 seconds or more as more cum oozed out of my cock. Tara was now watching me intently, her hand still down her panties but no longer moving. I wondered if she had seen the cum drops that landed on her pants.“Fuck…” I muttered, slightly embarrassed now that I had had an orgasm and was sitting in my own semen. “That was…fuck…”Tara smiled at me. “Yeah, that was MUCH hotter than yesterday,” she said. “Do you need something to clean up with?”“Yeah, actually,” I said, still.