..and I always sleep either nude or wearing one of these back home...I just hate the look and feel of nighties." The slip hugged her curves, and as sh... moved, I could see that she had the white panty on under it. I told her not to worry...after all, I was wearing just swim trunks. We began dinner, and I noticed a small peral of perspiration at the base of her throat. I was spellbound as I watched it slowly run down her cleavage, and as she shuddered for a second as it did. I almost choked when. I smelled perfume but I also smelled warmth, comfort, and something else. I could feel her leg and arm on my side and I was intoxicated with her nearness and what I hoped was about to happen.I pondered her looks for a moment. Her face had a classic Greek look. Her neck was slim, with black shoulder length hair she was rather breathtaking. Her lipstick and light makeup accentuated her features which were very even. Her mouth was small but her lips were very generous. Her nose was thin and not. Her nipple was just as hot as the inside of her pink elasticity.“Oh God, Brandon, I have missed you!” Miranda moaned in one long sexual breath.I took my mouth from her nipple and began massaging it with my hand as I continued to pump into her and said, “I’ve missed you too, Miranda. God, you feel the same. So warm and wet. It’s good to be inside you again.”“Make me cum, Brandon. Make me cum like you used too. Only you knew how to do it!” Miranda said.Then, as she requested, I began the motions. .. And you, worm, just repeat what she says, only louder.”“Ready?” holly asked softly.“Um hmm,” I answered, nodding my head even though she couldn’t see me.“I, Walter,” she whispered.“I, Walter,” I said loudly. Then I followed her whispered words as I proclaimed, “I, Walter, willingly submit myself to you, Gloria, as my Mistress and give you complete control over my actions and my body for as long as I remain your slave.”“I accept your offer of submission,” Mistress Gloria said, “and I.