A thrill zinged through me. I suddenly loved her submissive culture and vowed to read more about it. I felt that I could take some poetic license with...this inspection. Excitement coursed through my veins as my hands slid down Mrs. Yamato’s outer thighs and onto her legs which I noticed for the first time were not covered with pantyhose or nylons. A delicious twinge flicked my dick.I moved my hands between Mrs. Yamato’s ankles, which were tightly held together, and pressed outward. Dutifully,. "What, are you sexting him?" Something like that," she answered before lifting her top. "I should give Joe something to peek at; he told me that since we had sex in the shower that he doesn't watch porn anymore. Will you take a picture?" she asked, handing it to me."Sure," I answered, taking it. "Holy shit, I'll have to do the same for Pete."I brought it right over her melons and took a picture for her.She took the phone back. "'Here's some porn for you, but you'll have to imagine your cock. " "Sure come on in I think I got some pills you can take." I come back with some allergy pills and I see she's itching her skin all over, herlegs, arms, stomach, trying to avoid the 'personal' parts like her young boobs and ass, which I'm sure also itched but she didn't want to touch herself in front of me. "How long before the pills start to work?" "Pretty soon I think, is there anything I can do to help in the meantime?" "Well I guess you can help me scratch my back, it itches so bad and I. Well, no biggie, as long as there's a department store. I think I got enough in my bank account to afford some shit, um, stuff, I mean." Well, Middleford isn't quite Saskatoon, but we've got a five and dime kind of place that sells clothes. Mostly we order off the net, though, because it seems to be quicker and more selection." Great, thanks, um..." Keli...that's k, e, l, i," she spelled crisply. "You can go back to the Macromedia room to get your campus ID. You'll need it, naturally, for.