You tell me how much you have enjoyed dancing and the flowers in the room. We kiss passionately and embrace as I gently push your back into the bed. Y...ur body responds to my touch as my hands explore your breasts. You are still on fire, I am stoking the flames! Slowly I unzip and remove your dress. You look lovely on your black silk lace undies and bra and your fishnet stockings. I look at you, smile and reach with my hand into the ice bucket, grabbing an ice cube. Slowly I run the ice cube. But the fantasies were always fun and very dirty, anyway eventually fantasies did become reality. On a trip to London for our vacation, I arranged to meet up with an old uni friend as we hadn’t seen each other for years, Sara had met Craig on a number of occasions and they had always got on and as always she flirted with him as she did with every man we met. This had become a new thing for us we had both started to flirt with other people when we out and talk about what we could do in a. He knew he couldn't wait. Precum ran down the length of his shaft. Pushing the head to her tight little entrance, he grinned as he heard her yelping. His thick head forced its way inside of her. Her cries grew louder. "Slow, Liam. Go slow."Liam felt the pop of the muscle as the length of his slippery dick invaded her. "Now look, Mia. Look at your reflection in the window. Look at how many people in the building opposite have been watching my horny little slut on her knees for me." Liam pulled. Besides I doubted that I really had the courage to dress up before adominant lady yet alone allow anyone to actually dominate me! At heart Iwas probably just a voyeuristic bystander, even a 'bit of a timewaster'and nothing more.Anyway, I'd noticed the above wording on this particular lady's profileand although initially the role of being a 'maid' at the time appealedmore to me, the thought of potentially filling the role of a submissivecross dressed secretary had been a quiet fantasy of mine.