No, I don'twant big to be considered sexy; I want it to be what IS sexy. To dothat, I'm going to have to use a lot of magic, to make sure that nothing...oes wrong; and to do that, I can't have you keeping me on a leash, youknow?" Ally wanted to cry, wanted to scream, but she felt stuck inplace, unable to speak or move. How could she let Jennifer do this toher? How could she have been so blind to the passion Jenn had shown whentalking about her goals?"The thing is, Ally," Jenn smiled as she felt. She made coffee and we sat in the kitchen talking. After about 15 minutes she got up and pulled the step stool from the little space between the wall and the refrigerator. She asked me to change the light bulb as this one was blown. I climbed up the step stool, the stool shook a little and she quickly grabbed me by the hips to steady me. She looked up at me, noticing how my eyes were glued to her cleavage. My heart raced as I felt both her hands slip on to my ass buns giving me an instant hard. Rohit then suggested to hit the dance floor, but I called for two shots for each one of us before we start the dance. After the shots, we moved to the dance floor and in less than 10 minutes I and Annie were arms in arms while Rohit was watching this and enjoying. He then said something in her ears and went off back to his seat. He could easily see us from there. Suddenly Annie became bolder and hugged me tightly. My hands were on her waist and I moved them slowly to her ass. I then squeezed. .. Mistress is from Boston.Rule #3. While reading this story, at least one hand will always be in your pants keeping yourself properly stimulated for your mistress, that's me. Unless you are naked of course, then the 'pants' part doesn't apply. You may not cum, unless I give you permission. Keep reading.Rule #4. Mistress is a feedback whore. When you are done reading, you will right a review for the website this story is posted on, or you will send her an email ([email protected]). .