Quinn licks his fingers and smiles. ‘Wherever you want,’ she says. James smirks. ‘You’re so fucking perfect.’ He cups her ass with his hands... lifting her up and carrying her over to the wall-side cabinet. With one quick swipe, he throws the photo frames to the floor and sits her on the hard wood, now holding her waist as she shivers against the cold surface. Quinn bites her bottom lip and watches James’ face as he watches her, pushing her legs apart to slip in-between, his perfect, veiny and. She told me that she’s a no-nonsense domina who stuck by her rules and punished any and all insolence or disobedience.I’d have to do whatever she asked me to and there was no backing out. I gleefully accepted her conditions, equally excited and terrified at the prospects that awaited me.It was Wednesday and the weekend was 48 hours away. 48 more hours for me to live my dream and worship my queen.As I awaited my fate, she went shopping. The instruments of my torture and her pleasure lay in a. He was kissing me on my suck my tongue I was equally responding and suddenly his hand was on left boobs and it felt so good then his right hand on my right boobs. I feeling hornier I was dam wet down and he then removed top and my black bra and he went mad seen my bare 42 D boobs and he started squeezing them with both hands like there is no tomorrow. Let me describe him he tall dark guy but still looks cute and sexy he was not into gym and all but still was strong I love to feel his chest it’s. We walked along together, well almost together - she was a few feet in front of me.I managed to catch up with her as she waited to cross a road and then we had a conversation."What do you do for a living?" she asked.I told her I was the head of the paper-clip and staple distribution department of a merchant bank in the City."Yes" she mused. "You seem like a merchant banker."We continued walking along while I told her what exciting things happen in the department until she stopped outside of an.