Your scent ignites within me a passion and desire to have you! Tasting you and collecting your thick lubrication on my lips and tongue gives me untol... amounts of pleasure!”Her left hand held out the stretchy black lace allowing her right hand to slide beneath the soft thin material that hid her pussy from him. It may have concealed actual sight, but he could tell how her fingers were moving. She was using her ring finger and middle finger, curling them in long slow strokes, dipping just the. I want you to be my lover. I want you to be mysubmissive. I want you to be..." To be your what?" William interrupted in frustration and anguish. "To beyour what - your man? Or to be your girl? You didn't ask. You neverasked. Why didn't you ask?"The two, submissive and mistress, supplicant and dominant, lover andlover, sat there in silence as their tears flowed."I am sorry William. I am truly sorry. I love you. I want you with me.I want you to be mine," Bianca responded softly as she. He's 50 and a successful lawyer in the big city. He's a workaholic and he's been even worse since mom died 5 years ago. I know of no dates that he's been on despite his handsome, distinguished looks and despite me telling him that mom wouldn't want him to be alone forever. He always just shrugged me off and told me not to worry because he was fine. So I kept quiet. Living at home was no problem, I came and went as I pleased and dad was working most of the time anyway.Then I made plans to spend. . er ... have a nice ... um ... yeah." What was that Kevin? That wasn't how a normal person talked, I berated myself. Flustered, I pushed past her out onto the Sales Floor.I spent my entire day discreetly watching Jessie and fantasizing about asking her out. Jessie was quite friendly with our customers, I noticed, walking up and being very helpful. Then she would disappear off to the bathroom. There must be something wrong with her? She seemed fine whenever I looked at her, but maybe she was.