The top just covered her nipples. He pulled her close with another grunt. ‘Damn girl,’ he said his voice husky, he pulled the strips of fabric to ...he side exposing her breasts, she gasped, ‘look at you.’ his arm went around her hips his free hand went straight to her breasts, caressing her lightly. He kissed her full lips lightly, than ran his hand through her long silky curls. He pulled back a bit, she stood there slightly breathless as he smiled covering her breasts, than taking her hand.. I had put a lock on my phone to assure some level of privacy but despised the thought of it even existing out there in cyberspace. Try as I might, there was no denying it was me dripping with another man's cum. The pang of embarrassment got sharper each time I saw it. I met Frank in an online hook-up site and exchanged numbers when we decided to meet. I'm very submissive sexually and he was dominant. Our first time left me panting and feeling totally used - just the way I had hoped he would. I. As your long coat lifted and dropped off your shoulders, your long slender figure came into view, wearing a figure hugging thigh length grey floral dress, your nipples struggling to get out. Wow, I was in heaven. We had been chatting online for around six months now, and in that time we had shared so much, but every little detail seemed to stick in my mind as though it had just been a few days. Let me explain about how this encounter started off all those months ago, and a little about myself.. Love made it different with Amanda, though. I took care of my other girls out of enlightened self-interest, my own pride, a sense of obligation, and what affection I felt for them. For Amanda I wanted to go beyond that, and do all that I could. Trying to work out what was best for her made me hesitate. Perhaps I could give her the guidance she needed without taking her over completely, but I didn’t think that was possible. Dominance had a logic of its own, and the habit of obedience would soon.