She waxes daily because I like her that way. She wears whatever I tell her to wear. Which most of the time, is nothing except heels. She begged me to ...ive her those mantras. She wanted to go into a deeper, more devoted state of submission for me. She chants them whenever she feels the urge to submit. They turn her on. It also turns her on to give up all control of her orgasms to me.”Abbey stared at her, her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. Sarah didn’t appear to have any inhibitions. She. They felt like they were wasting their time; and, as a result, they moved slowly to waste even more time. Chuck chuckled at how the two men were acting.Jim unlocked the pod and slowly opened the door. He was hit by a blast of cold air. He had not realized that the pod was refrigerated. He froze and stared at what was inside. Kirk looked over his shoulder and swore.“There’s a fortune in here!” Kirk said.Jim pulled out a one pound bag of flour. “This is worth its weight in gold.”“Damn! There are. As you relax at the touch you immediately feel a squirt of wetness and clench again. He smiles. You blush. He stops, lifting his hands and you hope that he will undo you, but to your chagrin he lifts the vibrator from the table. You panic. He smiles. Again. Buzzzz. He runs it along the skin of your tummy. Mmm. Downward along the inside of your hip, then your inner thigh. You clench as tight as you can. Bracing for it. Your pussy is dripping now and it’s not urine. He places the vibrator right. He walked inside the house. He rounded the corner and went into the kitchen. He saw his dad watching CNN in the living room.“Hey,” Ira said. “When you put that away, can you bring me a bottle of water.”“Okay. Just a minute.”“No rush.”“I saw some folks playing tennis,” Lavar shared. “So I stopped and asked them if there was a league.”“What’d they say,” Ira accepted the beverage. “Apparently folks show up every night around 6:30.”“You think you’ll go sometime?”“I’m going tonight.”“Oh okay!”That.