She stirred the dregs of her gingerbready coffee.“Look at me, lass.” It was a command, not a request – something she was not used to. Her head s...ot round. That easy grin was there as he sat with one elbow leaning on the table, the other hand in his jeans pocket, showing off the broadness of his shoulders, whilst his long legs easily reached the floor. She suddenly felt silly swinging her legs.“Any time you fancy it, we can chat.” And he picked up his coffee cup, and went to meet a small group. Nothing about his body seemed to work. He wanted to move, but his body didn’t respond. It was cold, so cold that it could freeze hell.“I’m not gone from your life. I’m just not in your world anymore.”“What am I supposed to do?” asked Ed seeking guidance from the one man whose judgment he trusted above all others.“Live. That is what the living do!”It was as though a blast of hot air boiled through his body. Every corner of his body in which the cold had taken residence was warmed in a single. A black corset making my tits look huge and a special surprise for my slave a strap-on with a 6" ribbed cock and balls just for his horny tight little ass. I walk out of the bathroom with Stephen still on the bed ass in the air motionless.I say to him "Look at me slave" and he cranes his neck to look behind him only to gaze upon the device that is going to abuse his ass.Stephen had told me of all his deepest fantasies and being done by me with a strap on was one of his biggest. I stroked that. . this sister was smaller and had tiny breasts so we each got full outfits of hers on. I chose the plaid micro-skirt and her highlighter pink cotton thigh highs. I wore a hot pink bra, and her white tight tanktop shirt that said SLUT across the breasts. We ended up using her vibrator to tickle our bum holes and keeping it snug between our buttcheeks. He walked out of the room and told me to finish cumming in here while he went to get something. So i did. When he didnt come back after a few.