I was getting really turned on by it. I guess he sensed my uneasyness. He asked if i was a virgin n i said yes. He told me he didnt believe me. Then ... did something drastic...i took his free hand and slid it under my skirt. He pushed my underwear aside and started to slide his finger in. I winced and told him to stop because it hurt. He turned and smiled at me. We drove home in silence. At home in the living room we sat on the couch and were watching tv. I can be outspoken at times so i. "Wh ... what do you need me to do, sir?" I asked as he brought the pillow towards me."Just lift your head up ... that's it. I'm just gonna slide this pillow under your shoulders. Good ... good. Now just let your head hang back over the pillow. Good boy ... that's perfect. Now your neck is stretched out in a nice straight line ... perfect for being massaged." It felt kind of funny to be lying there with my head tipped so far back, but I could feel what he meant. With my head in this position, my. ”As I walk over to the chair, Pam and Bruce embrace each other. I watch as their hands explore the contours of each other’s body. Taking my place on the lounger, I am only a mere few feet away as the two lovers continue fondling and kissing as if I am not there. The excitement of my watching, heats up their passion even more.Bruce is now moving his hands to Pam’s breasts and pinches them. She is tracing her fingers along his torso and down to his cock, which is still slick with our love. Greyson spent a half hour walking him around studio, now devoid ofworkers, showing him the various stations and specialties from the artdepartment to where the seamstresses would assemble his vision. He hadpurposefully walked him around so that they ended in a section of thefloor that had the finished pieces, gowns mostly, wanting him tounderstand start to finish how they got to hanging on a rack.It was incredible, Sawyer thought to himself. He would have guessedthere was a lot of effort put.