AS we laid next to each other watching the men, Ralph turned to one side and asked me what size tennis I wore. My mind raced as I tried to figure out...what he was after, I had thoughts of him taking my tennis and leaving me barefooted. I answered him '...size eight...' he asked if he could take a look at my tennis. I was reluctant in removing them but decided that I could complete my mission in my bare feet. Ralph took my shoe and examined it and laid it to his other side away from me. I asked. As he reached my bra I knew that it had to go, so I reached around and unclasped it so that it now just hung loosely, giving Mr Mae complete access. Mr Mae had moved his hands over my boobs and started gently caressing them and kneading them every so often which made a moan escape from my mouth. That was obviously the response that he was looking for as he started kneading harder which just made me moan louder. His lips were know making their way gently down my body until I gasped as I felt. I had booked a holiday cottage in her area from the Friday for a week, and after having collected the keys, sent her a text telling her how to get herself in and where I and various other things would be. She had replied that she would be there as soon as school finished, and added that she had had a bad day.I had brought a bag with me, containing various toys and objects, some of which she had made me use on myself before, and some of which were new and unused. There were various dildos and. As it was mimicking the dream lover’s strokes, Sara started to feel her orgasm build. Soon all of the strokes were hard and deep. Her other hand found her clit and she started strumming it with abandon. She was almost there, but for some reason couldn’t go over the top. She tried and tried for fifteen minutes, then a half an hour, but to no avail. Her fantasy lover started to get angry with her. ?Cum for me, bitch,? he commanded. ?Do it now.? Sara could not cum. Her right hand became a.