As he rides the elevator from the 5th floor down to the main lobby his anger does not diminish. "What the hell is the matter with me," he utters aloud...to no one else but himself. "I used to eat young pups like that for breakfast," he says with a sigh. He cannot help his mind from wandering to the events of the last year.Life had been good for Sean. He was a successful civil litigator. He had several large insurance companies and corporations as his own personal clients, and his progress to the. The situation had long since been forgotton , was the stranger enjoying it , she didn’t know but she yearned for the stranger , she enjoyed knowing she was looking into her pussy .her nipples burned to be touched , her pussy was dripping to be enter and she started to groan out loud as finally she felt one finger of the stranger easily slip into her wetness and start to explore her .the finger never stopped til it was fully inside her and then instantly began to probe her , asmita had stopped. That is why most Doms and Dommes were also once slaves themselves. I myself spent a year in slave training, then a year as a switch and then a year training to be a Dom before I was allowed to own my own slave. We take it very seriously, Michael told her. Silk thought on this and decided she agreed with their way of thinking, I agree, its not to be taken lightly or some game to be played at. Michael smiled at her agreement, So what about the other story, what did you think? He said moving on.. ...." "You don't have to understand it," Kiana replied, "why don't you just try some, it can't hurt any!?!" Before I do," Willa said slowly, "did it, I mean, did it really improve your sex life, I mean is it better for you now?!?" "Look at my clit, girl," Kiana replied, "it's always hard now, and totally engorged, and my lips are always flushed and open, and I'm always damp, I've even started wearing a thick feminine napkin because it constantly rubs against my clit, giving me orgasms all day.