One time she stopped right behind him while pretending to read her grocery list. She would look past the small paper in front of her eyes and gaze at ...is backside. She imagined pulling down his tight pants and running her hands down his ass. She fantasized about bending his bare ass over and licking his balls from the backside. There were other times where she would wait until he turned around so she could see the bulge in his pants. That bulge made her heart race. She could see the outline of. M ye dekhke bahar khada hua muthi marne laga aur jaise ki m sighrapatan ka shikaar hu m bahut jldi gate pe hi jhad gaya aur mera sara maal gate pe ja laga. M tabhi waha se nikal gaya aur jab resham bahar nikli to usne dekha hoga ki mera maal pada h gate peWo fir rasoi m jaake khana banane lagi aur mjhse awaj lagake poocha ki bhaiya batao kya banau to m rasoi m gaya aur bola ki tum mjhe bhaiya mt kaha karo to wo hasi aur boli achhaji fir kya kahu to maine kaha raushu bol liya karo pyaar se.To wo. ”“I’m Junie Wilson and no ma’am you haven’t. I live over on Willow Lawn and when the rain started I cut down Densmore to get home a little faster but the rain came in so heavy and quick that I couldn’t make it.”“I suppose the Junie is a junior of some sort?”“Yes ma’am it’s for Everett Fielding Wilson, Junior.”“Everett Fielding, that has a nice sound to it. Not quite alliteration but close enough.”“Thank you ma’am.”“Do you need to call somebody to let them know you’re all right?”“No ma’am my mom. "Mistress settles down to watch on the Chaise lounge. As you leave Her side and walk towards her your demeanour changes with each step, becoming less sub more Dom. You hold her gaze as you approach. She is nervous but smiling with a glint in her eye.You already know she is still going to be excited from watching your last challenge, so you walk up to her and, without saying anything, reach out with your hand to touch between her legs, gently feeling her wetness with a finger. She jerks in.