The difference between the east and west coast was drastic, but once the culture shock faded, I found myself in a comfortable daily routine. Part of t...at routine was becoming a regular at the local coffee shop. I went there every morning and had noticed that this particularly hot chick was always there around the same time that I was. Everything about this girl was different from what I was used to and I had to get to know her. I was uncharacteristically shy (possibly because of the move).. ..I was moving around so much, and the mental picture, and the physical pleasure of the panties and bra were almost to much to bear. I was getting a hard on.Then a car pulled up in front, and he got out and walked straight to the door. I opened the door, he quickly entered, and as I shut the door he was staring at me. he was starring right at the impression that bra was making under the tshirt. I looked like I had a decent pair of breasts. His eyes were glued to them.I introduced him to the. When I think of it now, I have to laugh at the idea of trying to get away when someone is playing with my balls.Mom wrapped her lips around my dick and began to suck me gently. I had been hard before but had never thought anything of it. Watching Frank, and enjoying the feel of Mom's mouth on me, I knew that hardness had something to do with sex. But I was soon to learn more."Put your hand on the back of Emma's head, Sandy," Frank said. I complied, without pressure, not understanding the. I don't know," she was breathing hard. "You're so strong, so ... confident and beautiful, Mistress." And how does that make you feel, slave?" I asked, nodding my head slightly as I watched her remove her blouse, showing me her soft pale stomach and pretty breasts hidden beneath a white lace bra."Small ... Safe," she replied softly. "Mistress ... I want to please you. I want to love you the way..." she cleared her throat and spoke up, " ... the way Jim does." Are you jealous of him?"I smiled at.