It's been a long time since your last stop. It doesn't surprise you that there's no signal. You swipe back and forth through your apps a few times, lo...king for a game or something to do, but before you find anything, something unusual in your periphery catches your eye.Still nervous of making unsolicited eye contact, you face down at your phone, but you look in that direction out of the corner of your eye. Sure enough, as far as you can tell without turning your head far enough to look. More than anything is the natural flow of everything she does. Every kiss she starts, every sentence she speaks, every sweeping touch of her fingers, every movement she makes seamlessly sliding into the next. It's almost a slow and subtle dance stretched out in everything she does. Even the way she's moving to undo your clothes is graceful in her very own way from her fingers, to her motherly expressions, to the gentle shake of her massive tits.I now bear my skin and she presses her skin. I was learning everything I could to please him.I was lost in thought kneeling at his side. A woman walked into the room and stated that dinner was served. He stood up, reached for my hand and walked us into the dining area. He sat next to me.As we sat there and ate, he asked if I had any questions for him.“Yes. What do you get out of this type of relationship, Sir?” I asked timidly.He looked at me saying, “I get the precious gift of submission, your heart, soul, mind and body are mine to love,. Shi, Faster. I wanna ride your hand baby. Let me ride your fingers.”"Do it baby. Push your fingers in deeper. Move them faster for me. Faster. Deeper baby. Push them all the way in, all the way up to those gorgeous little knuckles."I heard Mandy moan, pant, and softly cry out my name. I could hear how wet she was and I pictured her kneeling on her bed, her fingers pushed deep inside her and the image of her riding her own hand drove me mad. Finally I heard her let out a muffled scream as she.