I was too far away to hear properly but caught snippets such as 'first time', 'fun' and see you soon.It was quite uncomfortable by the fire and I was ...tarting to burn whem Mistress returned, she picked up the lead and walked on, I followed, taking the opportunity for a quick peek at her legs, she was wearing stockings.we retraced our steps and ended up in the playroom, where she led me to ard leather upholstered bench with a semicircular cut out on the edge.She pushed my neck into the cutout. Spreading the cheeks as far as possible he was rubbing his tip on my rim. I decided to help and spread my cheeks for him and told him to finger me first. So he did. As he inserted his index and middle finger in my pussy he reached around and rubbed my anus with his thumb. Just the idea was my hole grow more and more. His thumb found its way in and I felt the pain that every girl talks about. But I didn’t hate it. I loved it. He pushed deeper and I told him to do it harder. So he pulled his. He closed his eyes so he could see her clearly in his mind. He stroked himself, fully aroused. After a moment, he could see her shadow moving as she glided toward his room. Phil closed his eyes again, and continued to stroke himself. He could hear her at the door now. She was standing there again...watching him.Phil opened his eyes. Tabi stood there, a curious look upon her face. He could tell she was struggling with what to say or do. He realized suddenly that she was wearing the silk robe. I never took two things from anyone. I stole a pair of panties from Mom, then another from each of my two younger sisters, another from our only close neighbor's wash line. I got one pair from a cousin of mine, then my sexiest pair from my much older sister. She was married and had two kids my age. One of them was a girl, and yes I eventually got a pair of hers as well. Wearing a pair of soft, silky panties under my blue jeans on non-gym days became common, though I never lost my thrill of.