I wanted to fuck the hell out of her. And I did. She got up and grabbed a condom from the wrapped towel she had on the night stand and in one swift mo...ion put it in her mouth, dropped to her knees and slurped that thing on my dick without using her hands. Impressive. She hopped on the bed and assumed the position I wanted her in (doggy). This wasn't our first go around so she knew what I wanted. I was standing next to the bed and she curled her legs around me and told me to stand still while. Maybe higher. "Yes Missy,you will start your corset training immediately. This is necessary toachieve a feminine figure. I developed a sleep corset that will allowyou to breathe comfortably while wearing a corset and developing ashapely body." Auntie laced Missy tightly into the corset and helpedher attach the stockings to the garters. Missy could barely breath asAuntie helped her into the peignoir and Missy stepped into the highheels which were higher than any she had wore to date. How. Her eyes were closed, and could only see an occasional movement under the blanked. Was my mind playing tricks on me? Was I thinking I was seeing one thing in the heat of the moment? I took off the headphones to try and hear if she was breathing heavier. Trying to tune out the steady hum of the jet engines, I began to focus on that stunning beauty across the aisle. Her movements became more and move obvious, she was in the process of pleasing herself. I tried to tear myself away from the show. He had to hold her just then, and he didn't even consciously realize how his right hand was groping her breast until his thumb brushed across a barely-covered nipple.He felt her weight sag back against him, then push back, shoulder blades against ribs. The contact overwhelmed her, her spinning mind taking refuge in what nerve endings could tell her. How could he know how she had ached for that intimate touch, how she had considered the feel of every blouse she owned before dressing that.