I broke away and twisted off the bed, pulling her with me. She giggled as I pulled her along toward the balcony. I flung the glass doors open and le... her out into the morning chill. The sun was higher now, peeking over the tops of the buildings of this romantic city that was now going to get a more lustful exposure. I pushed her to metal railing and she bent over, showing her small, sexy ass to me, wiggling the target back and forth. She looked back at me as I gripped my cock and stepped. Also in my bag is jell, my nipple clamps and my 8 inch dildo just encase my Mistress wants me to stuff myself. We both kept texting back and forth letting us both know what was on each others mind. When I returned to work wearing my sexy underclothing, the feeling of my Garters rubbing on my legs and smooth ass cheeks. I was really feeling feminine and sexy. After about and hour of this feeling I text my Mistress asking if I could stuff myself. Her answer was NO I had to wait until later, that. I had three fingers in her clam, her sex scent in my nose, her tongue in my mouth, my other hand fumbling with her blouse and bra. “Come on, Clark, let me show you my bed.” Whatever thoughts I had of marriage were not now on my mind. My only thought was to have this woman, right now. My cock was hard as a post, my breath felt a little staggered. Already my lips felt chapped, but my cock felt hot and full of blood and lust.Our clothes got lost on the kitchen floor and she held my cock with her. There was a single bed with a pretty pink duvet on it and on the night stand were two other things - a lamp and a Bible. Sharon smiled and said, "Rest up and I will call you when dinner is ready."I must have fallen asleep and was wakened by a gentle shaking hand. My eyes opened to be engulfed by Sharon's amazing pale blue eyes. "Dinner is on the table, please join us," she said. Nervously I followed her down the stairs, her shape as she descended the stairs brought a flicker of desire but I.