Knowing that I need that release. The clock seems to drag, and my thoughts of fucking you rage on. It seems that it will never come, but finally, I ...rab my purse lock my office door, and straight for the car and home. On my way, you call and tell me you are going to be late. I pout with you. Saddened, knowing that I have to wait that much longer. I can't take it. You tell me that you are going to be about an hour held up at work. I sigh, and tell you that I will see you when you get home.. “I’m quite experienced at this, Cherry. I get turned on making men do things …making you do things.” She paused again and looked at me intently.“Do you want me to make you do things, Cherry?” She kept staring, waiting for my reply.I was scared but excited. I did want her to be dominant with me. The combination of fear and excitement was turning me on. My heart was beating fast and I had butterflies in my stomach as she kept staring patiently and intently. Finally, I managed to say, “Yes. Yes …. Abouthis stats he is 5.9 n 85kgs rough guy a little balding and with a small bellyand a cock of 7” and 3” thickness uncut meat he was frank, bold and put histhought to spice things upHe told me that he would playwith Gaurangana as per his wish and share her with other guys as well heconvinced that if he is only man with her she might fall for him which he didn’t want. I was happy that he had such open thoughts and went on to meethim, checked him out and his place. After meeting him we planned. Mom's face lit up and she replied, "College is great, Gary. I'm having so much fun!" Good. You're fitting in?" I asked. She had been worried about fitting in with the other college freshmen because she was so much older.Mom giggled. "Yep. I told them I'm 22 and they believe me! They think your old mom is barely older than you! Not bad, huh?"I wasn't really surprised. She had a young-looking cute face with high cheekbones and dimples, and her body was probably the envy of every girl in her.