For whatever reason, I stayed near him doing those silly little things bartenders do when they are not serving."So, Sumalee," he said looking at my sh...p's identification tag. Normally this would be an occasion for a man to stare at my breasts. Although I am not particularly large-chested the uniform we wear does put what little I have on prominent display. He didn't, though — stare, that is. Oh, he looked and he seemed to appreciate what he saw but he didn't stare and drool like so many others. For a while I had been posting ads on Craigslist until they shut down the personals. Meetups, hookups, etc have been few and far between. Most guys on CL were game players, some would flake out. There were others who would, despite the best of intentions, we could not arrange a hookup. Something would come up with them or me.After CL shut down their personals I discovered a new personal ad site called Doublelist. I posted an ad on it right away. I was contacted very shortly after posting an ad.. Matt’s cock was so thick and heated and rigid and hard. For her. Because of what she did to him. A shiver spread over and through her body as she contemplated and felt the intensity of his desire for her.Breaking the kiss for a moment, stroking his hot dick, and kissing the lien of his chin to his hear, it was Lucy’s turn to whisper. “Matt...” she whispered, her fingers agilely gliding along his cock.“Matt...” she whispered again, kissing his neck and his earlobe.“Matt...” she repeated, cupping. I knew she was awake but that didn’t mean I could stop. So, I didn’t. My girlfriend stirred and shifted, ultimately moving her ass away. She walked directly to the bathroom and came back after her morning dump.She removed every piece of clothing and walked towards the spare room. I followed.She: Now I will exercise and you will watch. You are not allowed to touch your dick. Is that understood, slave?Me: Yes, Mistress.My girlfriend spread her mat and began with some mild yoga which quickly.