Assuming her place, and assuming what is important and what is not. Her mind has been active but she has not confessed the things she has been thinkin.... She assumed she knew what you would want or need to know. She has been filtering, Sir. Filtering thoughts and feelings, sharing only those she knew would please you." I looked up at him and he seemed almost pleased. "You do it to keep me happy, don't you?" "Making you happy is always this girl's intention, Sir," I replied softly. It was no. We stood for some seconds unable to grasp the enormity of the moment. I felt her turn and she stood in front of the small table Tom had fetched from the living room, she lay forward onto its surface gripped the far side and with deft hands Tom secured her legs to the table legs and wrists to the far legs. It was now up to her. Would their ultimate fantasy become reality or was this just to be a simple doggy style fuck and goodbye. Her hood precluded her speaking, but in a clear voice tom asked. There were police among the crowd, removing people who were too obviously intoxicated, but not everyone who’d been drinking was giving themselves away. There were a few people, Holly noticed, who didn’t seem to be anxious. A few who were stretching, and laughing, and seemed to be catching up with friends. Those were mostly older men. They probably ran every year, and for them it was a reunion. For everyone else, the wait was just silence and anxiety. Holly waited, wondering how sensible this. Now, to add to the misery, peoplebehind were starting to push and jostle and that was a pointlessexercise. Wrong, girl...very wrong!The hand was back. Or at least she assumed it was the same hand. Firmerthis time and moving up under her slip, seemingly knowing its way aroundnow, after a first exploratory visit. As it moved upwards, it eased herthong out of the crack and slid in over one of her buttocks instead. Thenit left again. Damn, she thought, I have to see who this is, andbreathing deeply.
Read MoreI reached out and put my hand around it, asking myself what I had gotten into in my head. It felt warm, and I felt it growing hard in my hand. I was s
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