First, I had I needed to decide what to do about Margaret. I could see her too watching me, her eyes on the flogger with a certain fascination, and po...ted lips. Perhaps she’s not a pain slut, I told myself, but she’s clearly not pain-averse. Again I studied her. Fort he first time I noticed the outline of her nipples through the black leather of her thin dress. I began to think that for her play would preferably be ‘here’ followed by ‘there’. And I realized that I very much desired her. . I’m happy you are.” I, equally drunk, blurted out, “well, I hope so, sir, I’ve got pictures of it right here on my phone,” and held up my phone to him, showing one of the naked pics she had sent me. She was bent over, lightly pussy and spotless ass exposed, her red hair cascading down her pale back. “What the fuck,” he said as he grabbed it from me. At this point, I expected to get my ass kicked (or worse), but to my surprise, he just smiled, then started swiping through my phone, looking at. We have breakfast and dinner together almost every day, and when we’re not working, we spend a lot of time doing things around our houses.’ ‘From what you’ve told me about him, this Greg sounds like a nice guy,’ Leila said. ‘He’s wonderful,’ Abby replied. ‘He’s so thoughtful, too. Last month, on my birthday, he gave me a bouquet of daffodils, my favorite flower. And he cooked me my favorite dinner. And he’s someone I can talk to about anything. I…I’m not sure I’ve ever had a friend I trust as. "Baby, if you keep that up, I'm going to cum." I want you to cum on my face," I replied, looking into his eyes.They opened wider for a second in surprise. It was the one thing we hadtalked about that I had never let him do. Weird I know. He had come in mymouth, made messes on my little titties, shot all over my feet, and ofcourse, filled my little ass with his seed, but I had never let him justshoot willy nilly all over my face. Not sure why...maybe a little vanitythrown in there...thinking he.