I felt strange feelings as she was giving gentle squeeze to my ass. While doing so, she tried to pull me to her, but I was resisting. She did not even...looked at me, and again form her both of hands took the measurement. She then with out my consent, unbuttoned my jean. It took few seconds as it was tight. While doing so, she put her finger inside between my jean and touched my lower part. I was little aroused and liked it. But I was pretending I do not interest on her actions. Then she took a. One was a short plaid pleated skirt with white cotton blouse and whiteknee high stockings with black Mary Jane shoes Under the skirt I worewhite satin boy shorts (those are girl frilly panties for those of youthat don't know) and a white training bra.The other outfit was a short red dress that I bought from Frederick's ofHollywood. I had matching red stockings with garters. Master Cock didn'tlike pantyhose. And of course my pink panties and matching bra I wore withthis and red heels.I had spent. I leaned down and took her knee in my hand, kissing her inner thigh and moving my lips slowly toward her pussy.“No.” Betsy shook her head slowly. “Just fuck me, Tiger.”‘So close!’ I gave her soft pussy a longing look before heeling to her command. I backed up and put a foot on the floor, reaching into the pocket of my shorts to retrieve my condom. I showed it to her as I got back between her thighs, giving her a half shoulder shrug and a shy smile.She returned my smile with one of her own, then. "Tatiana complained, "Masha you have it easy, Jack does not speak Russian and does not ask you any questions. However Ben speaks excellent Russian and constantly questions me."That was the truth, I did have it easier with Jack and I didn't want to admit it but it was easier because he didn't understand Russian, however we still had some cultural problems needing resolution. So I countered, "Tatiana, I know you are capable and ready for this. Now what new question did Ben ask?"She told me and I.