"I want you here," she indicated by inserting just the tip of her finger, "in me. I want to feel you inside me right here. In my wet pussy my darling ...on."As if in slow motion, I moved forward, placing a knee on the bed. She was trembling a bit as I moved. Her knees bent as if involuntarily, up and apart, opening, inviting. I feel forward onto my hands and crawled closer. She was wet, I could see now, by the light of a dozen candles, I could see that she was oozing wet.Moving up between her. She dialed Roger's hotel in New York and waited for the switchboard to ring his room. A woman answered. She had a soft voice and identified herself as Mrs. Patterson. Nicole apologized for getting the wrong number and hung up.She was near a warehouse belonging to Schroyer Electronics. Nicole parked on the street and climbed up the loading dock. She entered the building as if she owned the place.Actually, she did. It was one of the businesses whose controlling interest she'd inherited from her. .but for you, I love the way the words 'Mistress' soundscoming from you lips." Over my muffled protests shesnapped the blindfold on, consigning me to total darknessand isolation."I videotaped the highlights from several sessions.You'll have to use your imagination on the visual part,but I'm sure you'll have no difficulty. The audio willcome in loud and clear the minute I leave to meet thegirl's. But don't worry about being alone. I haveAndrea, my co-worker, coming over to house sit whileI'm. I couldn’t get in my car fast enough and called work to tell them I needed to take a half day. We got to her place and she got out of the car and said you have to be out of here by 4:00, my parents come home at 4:30. I said how old are you anyway. She laughed and said I’m 20, don’t worry. She then asked how old I was. I told her 40 and said is that a problem. Not at all she said I would have guessed early 30’s but age doesn’t matter to me. As soon as we got inside she took off my shirt and.