I stroked it with my thumb while plumbing her velvety depths with two fingers. She began to pant and moan into my mouth and her lips grew more despera...e in surrendering fully to mine.Breathlessly she asked, "Master, may I cum" Who's my needy little slut?" I asked."I am, Master." Who do you belong to, slave?" You, Master." Cum for me." Yes, Master," and she did, bouncing up and down on my fingers, rolling her hips along my leg, crying out in pleasure, surrendering to her passion. When her spasms. The ‘stinger’ began a slow caress up and down between Shelley’s labia, groping for her vagina, stimulating her erogenous zone, prompting Shelley’s genitals for the impending sexual congress. As the stinger caressed her, the opening at its tip secreted its slick, gooey coital fluid, preparing the passage for ease of entry and with the fluid came more of those heady pheromones. Shelley inhaled them deeply into her lungs and then let out a soft moan as the rush overwhelmed her and touched off a. Previous jogging trips? How could she have refused every previous offer to go jogging, but actually remember having been jogging? But she clearly remembered having gone jogging.But there was another thing. If she had ever accepted one of David's offers, wouldn't she remember jogging with him? But she only remembered jogging alone. But then she remembered years back, having gone jogging with others. Sometimes male, sometimes female. But she remembered the guys as just friends, and most of the. . I asked him to sit in my chair.Looking him in the eye I told him I'd over heard him and the two others a couple of weeks before, talking about me. He looked a bit puzzled so I reminded him... you know how sexy my legs are and how much the three of you wanted to see much more and fuck me, I think the words were. He blushed I'm sure but, I reassured him, crossing my legs and asking if he approved of the tan seamed stockings I'd worn as I ran my hands up them smoothing them as I went. He.