This cat is a tiger.As I start to walk towards you. You firmly tell me to “stop”. Startled, I hesitate and decide to keep going. You whip your h...ad around and firmly say “ I told you. Stop!” My brain listens but my cock is in charge. It wants you. You roll over and push your feet on my chest. Our eyes lock. The tension is electric. I feel it in your gaze. This tiger is ready to play.I cant help but look down your body. Your legs are spread and your muscles are tense. The candle light. Lindsey wanted to say thank you and to show her man that she loved him.She was dressed in only a white silk nightgown that was a far cry from her normal morning attire. She hadn’t shown him this one yet – she’d been saving it for a special occasion – but she knew without doubt it would get his blood up. He loved her legs, and this showed them off to good affect; the intricately laced hem reaching down only a few inches below the apex of her thighs. The waist was very slim cut and hugged her. " I promise not to say anything. I wish you would have told me though," I said. "Yesterday and today would have been much easier on me." I took her hands and kissed them. "You're a good friend." I didn't tell you because there wasn't any reason to. It isn't our business and I had no idea you found them in the trash. If you would have mentioned it then I would have told you just like I did. Now let's get going. I don't want to be late for dinner."I did my best to put it out of my mind but I. Faheed loves it when the girls react for him. Sometimes the incense takes that away.” His smile was evil and leering.“Pull down your pants for me, girl,” he ordered her and she nodded, obeying his command. She wiggled out of her yoga pants, removing them completely. “Now your panties,” he commanded. She slipped them down her sleek thighs and stepped out of them. Her body now standing naked in front of this strange Middle Eastern shopkeeper she found she couldn't say no to.She stood there, naked.