But all of that would have to wait until later. Her teethgripped the zipper tab and raised it up. ?Very good slave.You have done well. Now stand.?. So...ks and shoes hehad done before and as he looked into a mirror to tie his own tie gelled blackglistened around the tanned handsome face of a thirty year-old, though he didlook much younger. He saw his slave standing behind him. ?Remove your thong.You?ll be free-bunning tonight with the exception, that is, for these.? He turned back to face her. I am not fat, but I do have some love handles. My love handles have been there for as long as I can remember. I wish I could adequately describe the way his hands were making me feel. Wonderful? Magical? Delirious? Perhaps delirious would describe it best. My nerve endings were firing on all cylinders. Each inch of skin he touched responded with sensations of burning fire. I could feel my body starting to sweat. The combination of the warm room, my excitement and his large, warm hands on my. It was getting fairly late in the night and I wanted to leave. I apologised to T for having to leave and thanking him for keeping me company and he offered to walk me half way home. I accepted, not planning on leaving with anyone my nerves kicked in again, going over in my head what to do if he wanted to come back to my place. I wouldn't refuse a hard cock in the state I was in but he still didn't know i had a little something extra and wasn't the hot young "Debby" he'd be hard over all. "Be over the house tomorrow morning at 10."I couldn't believe my ears! I went inside and tried somehow to get through the rest of the day.I didn't sleep much, thinking about tomorrow. I almost jumped off the bed when the alarm clock went off at 7. I fixed a small breakfast and then stepped into the shower and really enjoyed the heat. I took my time shaving my legs. After drying them off, I worked some moisturizing lotion into them. I couldn't help but notice how greatly feminine they looked.I.