" I slowed the stroke at the appropriate spots to show her where. "You can see how this covers both of those, and a couple spots in between, without o...er stimulating." Her hand suddenly stopped. Her breathing was very erratic. Between gasps, she said, "Speaking of overstimulation..." "How close are you," I teased. "The slightest touch," she gasped. I couldn't stop myself. "Like this?" I asked as my left hand swooped up her ribs to her breast and pinched her nipple. The result was immediate and. She was wearing a sheer white pushup bra that revealed her small hard nipples through the thin material and her skirt that possible hid a garter belt. A faster song filled the air and Diane increased the pace of her gentle dancing moving her hips in a sinful manner. I looked into her eyes pleading for her to unlock the door only to see her shake her head as she sucked on the tip of her right index finger. She began tracing a line from her lips down the front of her body over her left nipple. Triston walked through the door with a brown bag carried in one arm and locked the door and let a small lamp on with his free hand. He turned and looked toward the bed to see his princess, her mouth covered and hands still bind. He smiled at her and set the bag down.“Princess would you like some breakfast?” he asked pulling a sandwich from the bag.“I hope you like egg and cheese,ill take your tape off but you have to be nice and no loud noises my roommate’s home ok?” He asked setting her. Then he suggested she unbutton the top two buttons of her blouse. She hesitated and then obliged him leaning forward again. ‘How about one more? That is perfect. Snap, snap went the camera. Roll your shoulders forward. This created a great cleavage shot. She was really getting into this, so he decided to go for broke. ‘This would be an even better shot if you removed your bra.’ ‘Ok, but you have to turn around.’ She didn’t realize he had a mirror on the wall. She pulled the blouse from her.