Touching, your kisses down there becoming coated with my silvery secretions before you trail your lips to my mouth so I can taste my desire. Fuck it, ...ou've been patient enough. I reach behind to unclasp the bra with practised fluidity and catch the front before it reveals my mounds, massaging and licking them one final time before letting the underwear drop away. Is this exhibitionism? If so, I'm a convert. It makes me shudder as the cool air graces my proud nipples, and a white heat snakes. Meanwhileback at the mansion Billy was feasting on a collection of delicious foods.Bella tried to be as prompt as she could but a problem with the cooker stoppedher. Billy gave her a right ear full when she came up, swearing and shouting ather as he would most days. She was determined to seek revenge one day! He lay downon his bed, and touched his balls rubbing them slowly moving to his flaccidshaft, which was now becoming semi-erect. The thought of his very own slave boyjust hours away excited. This was a flurry of hungry, demanding, kisses of a lust left to boil till it overfilled the pot. His robe opened as his hands pressed her hips against him causing his thick cock to press sharply into her tummy. His tongue quickly pressed into her mouth twisting and turning like a wild beast on fire, trained specially to fuck her mouth."Mmmmmm…” Marie moaned at the explosion of attention she was finally receiving.For only brief seconds, Jim's hands were squeezing her breasts, then roughly. ”“I don’t see any on the bar. Do you like mixed drinks?”“I don’t care for strong drinks.”“How about a dry vermouth on the rocks with a twist?”“That sounds pretty light.”“It doesn’t get much lighter,” he replied. He returned with an old-fashioned glass for her and a cocktail glass for himself.“What are you having?” she asked.“A classic martini.”“I’ve never tried one.”“Do you want a taste?”He handed her the glass and she took a sip. “Too strong for me.”“A martini is a strong drink,” he.