They were almost always bikini panties. I smiled at a thought: would she get to the point of not wearing them or even not wearing anything around here... It would be her choice, of course. But could Tim handle another naked woman around his house day and night? I suspected having an even younger, naked body around would be doubly hard on him. I smiled at the thought.I kissed her on the lips and stroked her breasts. And she wasn’t idle. She was stroking mine at the same time but my hands quickly. It was a cold and drizzly night as i was standing onthe front stoop of Master Kyle and beginning to getcold and very wet. i waited for what was about 10 minutes when Masterbuzzed me in. i knew why it took so long for Himto buzz me in, He wanted me to have a good chill on and be wet. i knocked on Master's door when i reached his apartmentand immediately knelt to my knees as His requirementwas that when announcing yourself at His door, a slaveshould be on all fours. He opened the door for me,. ” “Well… I managed to heat the soup, managed to pour it into a bowl but just can’t… Let alone that it’s difficult for me to hold the spoon only with the tips of my fingers but I just can’t bring it near enough to my mouth. Horrible situation! I haven’t tasted food for two days. “You want me to feed you?” I asked, feeling uneasy. “Oh! Yes! If you don’t mind.” She settled at the table and folded her casted arms before her breasts, then fixed her moist, expectant eyes on me. I drew a. In seconds she exploded, her sweet juices leaked out on to my hand. I knew her climax was a mild one, and that this playing around only whetted her appetite.Before she could coax me into fucking her, I started to move away. "Come on, Before my boss gets to work, and tries to get me to come to work and screws up our plans." I told her. Like a cat, she sprung from the bed, yet knew that she would rather have me mount her and give the sound fucking she was now starting to crave. As she was looking.