’ It was, but that was better than the alternative. ‘Er, I can’t,’ he mumbled, absolutely mortified, his other cheeks now burning, too. ‘...hat do you mean, you can’t? Oh, I see …’ Now it was her turn to be embarrassed, but not for long. ‘It’s OK,’ she said gently, ‘It’s quite normal. Besides, perhaps I should be flattered. It’s a good job I didn’t ask you to do my back, then!’ Her cheeky smile did nothing to help his problem, but he did feel slightly less awkward, and answered with a grin,. He towers above you now and scratches his chin witha calloused hand. "Did I give you permission to stand? Kneel," Pohstorders. You stare at him for a moment. "Kneel or I will have youwhipped!"At the raw masculine power of his voice you reluctantly lower to yourknees. He approaches with a swagger and you realize that your eyes arelevel with his crotch. You feel him leering down at you and feel weak andvulnerable. You know he is enjoying this, and as much as you try to denyit, so are you."Good. Not wanting to give up, Lucy kept trying. One night, though, she made a bit of a breakthrough. She had found something else that was a bit larger and was on her bed, kneeling dressed up and feeling really horny. She started to writhe up and down but the toy only slid inside her an inch and a half. She wasn’t completely hard but was gently rubbing herself anyway. Then she had the idea about seeing how deep inside her she could push it before it hurt. She lowered herself down steadily and it kept. As I looked at her, I almost sensed an apologetic look in her opaque, blue eyes, before she suddenly threw my jacket out of the changing room. It landed on the floor, a few inches from Veronica’s feet. As she did so, I caught my breath and felt my face adopt a surprised, ‘what-have-you-just-done’ look. I had only bought the suit a few days earlier, specifically for the starting the job and it had been what I had regarded as an expensive purchase. “Don’t look so concerned, Miss Richardson,”.