For several minutes I lie there, savoring the touch of your lips and tongue. Your movements are unhurried, almost deliberate. It’s as though you’r... practicing an erotic form of Tai Chi, each motion enacted with a timeless devotion for perfection. Every gentle swipe and lick from your tongue, each delicate buss from your lips, is done to a quiet rhythm, its beat known only to you. There is no urgency or need as your mouth descends and my cock slides deeper and deeper until it comes to rest in. ....fuck my face and finger.....I hear your breathing quickening.....yes, yes, yes......go on....Your pussy contracting on my fingers...fuck yes....cum on..yes, yes, yes..........I lick and rub.....relentlessly......yes,yes,yes........oh yes......my finger is very wet and my beard is covered In your excitement....yes, cum, fucking cum!...yes......your pussy tightens on my finger as I slip a second finger in you.You are moaning out loud now...yes, cum, yes, cum.........your hips rocking on my. "Charlene? Why does everything seem to fit so perfectly on me?" She laughed. "That's pretty much just luck dear. Besides, it really doesn't. The corset, I think, is too loose. But we have other sizes, plus or minus, if needed." She strode to the bureau and pulled a pair of clear round shapes from the drawer. "These are to be your breasts. I believe they might be too small, in the long run, but for now...Well, they'll do. No don't touch. They are delicate. You will need to sleep on your. I continued to stroke my cock.My eyes opened again. Was I day dreaming? I saw a figure in the bathroom with me. I could barely see through the shower door. They were sitting on the vanity, watching me. Whoever it was slowly started walking towards the shower. Slowly opening the door; there she was. Not a stitch on her. I am so lucky to get to look at that everyday. She still makes my jaw drop.“You,”…finger in my chest“Were supposed to FIND me,” another finger in my chest.My cock stiffened even.