Then she starts making small movements with her hips causing her pussy to rub against my ball gag. I'm sure her clit is hitting it too as I hear her s...art to moan softly. Then I can just about hear Master give her an order which excites me. Clare moves enough to take off my ball gag and before I can adjust to not having it, her wet cunt is being rubbed against my open mouth. Instantly I stick out my tongue and taste her for the first time whilst licking around her hole. Then I lap around her. . oops! If I lean forward you can see my breasts inside this lacy white bra. You really like that, I can tell – you can't take your eyes off my cleavage and the sexy feminine lingerie under my shirt.Why, I believe you're breathing a little heavier – what on earth would you be like if I undid my shirt all the way? Like this – there now you can really admire my tits encased in that flimsy lace – if I squeeze them they feel so soft. Ooh, yes – I love touching myself like this, seeing your. ’ He pressed a kiss to her nose and stood her away from him. She smiled at him, then yanked at her underclothes, pulling them off and leaving them carelessly piled by the sink. He took her hand, escorting her into the tub with a courtly grace. ‘I’ll be right back sweetheart.’ He paused for a moment, watching her sink into the tub with a long exaggerated sigh. He couldn’t believe how much of a sap that little woman had turned him into. She was small, delicate looking, an energetic dynamo that. There was a young girl on the street and he conceived the idea of asking her where he had moved to, saying, “Excuse me, perhaps you know me. I’m Norbert Weiner and we’ve just moved. Would you know where we’ve moved to?” To which the young girl replied, “Yes daddy, mommy thought you would forget.”The Ideal Wife should be beautiful, but not so beautiful that people think you married her only for her beauty. And The Ideal Wife should be wealthy, but not so wealthy that people think you married her.