I feigned focus on the shelves in front of me as I walked closer to him. When he finally looked my way I was standing inches from him- my left hip jus... next to his face. “Oh, hey Scarlett-” His sentence cut off as he took me in. I saw his eyes scan my body and smiled inwardly knowing that he could probably see up my skirt from his position. “Hey, Jack, sorry. I didn’t see you there.” I said as innocently as I could. He stood up slowly from his crouching position, leaned against the shelf and. After walking aimlessly through a myriad of endless streets for more than an hour he discovered a large whitewashed building at the junction of Denby Lane and Manchester Road. A sign at the main entrance read, ‘The Poco-a-Poco Club.’ He peered through the tinted glass doors, trying to focus his eyes in the dark interior, catching a glimpse of faceless people cleaning floors and arranging tables for the evening’s entertainment. It looked promising and certainly worthy of a visit. It was. Dried off and dressed in my robe, too tired to be bothered dressing.When I walked into the kitchen David was cooking “I know I’m hungry Clara, so you must be starving after what I put your body through” I smiled, “yes i am and sore, but I enjoyed it” he carried on cooking, I knew I was very lucky as David often cared for me like this. I knew from other subs that often the Dom considered cooking as part of service to them. I carefully sat down, feeling the plug pushing deeper into me and. “Now I want you to - slowly - finger yourself, and show me how wet you are.” Linda was too turned on to speak. Instead she wordlessly obeyed, her hand hungrily rushing to her dripping cunt. She pushed her middle finger in, her pussy opening with ease. She thrust in and out, rocking back and forth in time with the sound of his dick in his hand. She lay back on the bed and showed him how ready she was for his next command. She was close, and her quick gasping sighs told him so. “Are you cumming,.