I pulled the bottoms of my jammies off and quickly inserted two fingers into my pussy. With my other hand, I massaged my clit and already being arouse... from the dream, climaxed within minutes.After jumping in the shower and drying off, I threw on an old pair of cut-off jeans and a comfy tee, then went to the kitchen for a cup of coffee and an English Muffin with butter and jam. One upside of the lockdown was that my job allowed me to work from home, and unless a video conference was scheduled,. "Oh don't play shy you little tease.. honestly one of thesedays I'm going to make you go through with one of your little games." Please.. no..." I gasp, my voice breathy with nerves. Being saved byMistress Thorne isn't as relaxing as I'd hoped."No?" She turns to Eric. "See what I'm up against? Honestly if shewasn't so talented with that lying little mouth of hers..."Eric turns to focus on me, on my ruby lips, though my cheeks are so redI swear they're matching, I look to Mistress Thorne. If you must know Sir, I was in the middle of cleaning the bathroom when your little friend stopped by for a visit. Seemed to him that I was better suited to whine, than be a house bitch."He looks down at her, with laughter in his eyes, he gives a sigh, and speaks,"Do you know what you want, Sophie? Do you know what you crave?"He puts her bra back over her breasts, and starts pulling her dress back down. He stops at her stomach, and pulls out a single clothespin out of his pocket. He places the. Everything we said is true. I will never want anything but this.” He caressed her shoulders, staring into her brown eyes. Usually so full of hope, tonight they were dulled. He had seen this look before. When they stopped to think about their situation, when they acknowledged that they were never supposed to have been, she seemed to shrink into nothing. “Are you here, my love? Are you still mine?” At the sound of his pleading voice, she came alive. She threw her arms around his neck and brought.