Steph did not take too much notice, as long as it was as good as before that’s all that mattered. Luckily he had soft gentle hands that caressed in...a sensual comforting way. As her arms and neck were being massaged her dreams were getting somewhat more sensual also, you could even say steamy. She was dreaming that her hot man was living opposite her and from her bedroom window could see him working out at his home gym. Steph w loving his bulging almost fireman like muscle and his tight sweaty. It needs to be ready for tonight. Can you do something that won't rub off for a few days?"Mistress Amy looked at the photo and snickered. Then she assured Mistress Hannah that if an airbrush and stencils were okay, I could be stained and on my way in about two hours."That's good, Amy. This will be easier if you order him around as necessary. You can call him Michele or slave if it pleases you."I'm sure that Mistress Amy noticed that my cock was now straining from all of the humiliation, but she. The universe, it’s said, won’t grant a wish that isn’t in harmony with the soul. The independent, narcissistic, you’re-not-the-boss-of-me streak decries the very notion that someday I just might not get my way. The more mature version of me, the one who’s ripened and seasoned a little with each step of the journey, isn’t adverse to a little healthy caution. Just a little. But now… now that I’m here, happily alive and standing at the genesis of my wildest dreams: now I believe. The countless. The cinema was across town in the retail park, and to be honest the movie wasn't total rubbish and one or two of the songs were pretty catchy, but after almost two hours it finally finished, and we were soon back in the car heading home again.For a few minutes we sat in relative silence apart from my wife humming her favourite tunes from the film, and then she said to me "So, do you like Kia?" Well err... yeah" I replied a little nervously."You don't sound so sure" my wife replied"She just.