With anxious, shaking hands, she smeared on a fresh layer of reddish-brown lipstick and an extra smudge of black mascara to make her eyelashes look li...e spider legs. Ann couldn't remember when she'd been more uptight, unless it was at her wedding when one of her old boyfriends who'd warned her that a marriage to a man twice her age would never work, slipped her a piece of paper with his phone number on it, and right in front of Ann's mother, too! From that moment on, she'd looked on Carl with. May I give you a ring in a day or two?" Of course you may," she smiled back. She leant across the car and gave him a peck on the cheek. "Thanks again, Arthur." Then she was gone apart from giving a friendly wave as she went in through her front door.Harriet rang that evening. "Your father and I liked that girl and she's clearly a very talented painter. I hope you bring her to see us again." So do I, Mum." Ah!" Harriet chuckled. "That's the answer I was looking for." Mum! Stop match-making." As. She was wearing a short skirt, garters below the skirt and knee high boots. She just stared at me and with out saying a word she bumped me again. I felt something different something firm and it moved it was very intriguing. I kept looking at her and without saying a word I couldn't move, I wanted to say something and I couldn't. She slowly put her arm around my waist and she slowly rub her crotch on my leg. I was frozen standing there looking at this gorgeous women twerking on me. I could feel. I would only frustrate themand Rebecca said she thought it best to simply forbide me from everbeing with a woman like a real man is with a woman and so she told methat she had already found the "perfect, pink chastity cage" that wouldallow her to lock up my cocklette for as long as she wished to deny mesexual pleasure or release."Fuck I love having this power!" she exclaimed. "Even as we are onlyjust beginning to explore a possibility, a possibility of my having thecontrol of a submissive male.