" Whenever I see you on TV or looked at pictures of you in magazines or online, you're like this walking, talking, breathing turn-on. You're like sex ...n two legs and everything about you just turns me on." I said to him.I watched as he smiled at me. That sexy smile not only made my heart flutter, it also made my pussy drip with desire.I continued, "Oh, where do I start? Those sexy blue eyes, that hot smile, those kissable, lickable lips, that ripped body that makes me want to sex you, those. Darvin, his Chinese-American roommate came in and dropped his books on his desk. Then he must have noticed my clothes on the floor."Oh, sorry. Is that you, Patty?"I peeked my head over Charlie's shoulder and said, "Hi Darvin. I'm glad you didn't say Bubbles or Zelda." They both have much bigger clothes," he quipped.Charlie said, "Can you give us about 15 minutes of privacy, Dude." Sure thing, Charlie." He said and went back out the door.I heard knocking on the door across the hall as I quickly. He talked a lot and as I went through the bag he hadhandedme containing the tools of his trade I began to wonder howthis brash (would be master) might look without his clothingand hanging by his wrists from the exposed beam that ranthe length of my lounge. The bag contained many coils of rope, a gag, hood, whips,butt plugs and an assortment of vicious looking nippleclamps. I noticed that there were no handcuffs and asked him howhe immobilised his slaves and what he did with them. He told me he. I straddle him and paint his chest with my auburn hair. I see his reactions preceding the flow of my mane, like a surfer riding a large wave. I discover some more hairs on his belly and play with his navel. I love the warm feeling that flows through me, and I am aware of the moist spot that seems to be growing on my panties.I lean back and say, "Not that I have much to offer, but would you like to touch me?" There's nothing I would love more," he responds.I lean over and plant a tender kiss on.