This felt like a pressure situation. What if I gave a wrong answer?“Fuck, Annie. That’s a hard question. You really have a sick body from every an...le. The other day everything was so feverish and hot and crazy that I’d have a hard time answering that objectively or rationally or whatever,” I said honestly.“OK, but if you HAD to pick,” she said.“Honestly? I’d need to not be in the situation from the other day to answer that honestly.”I won’t lie to you. My response wasn’t as innocent as it might. The outline of my semi erect cock was obvious as it laid in ambush, snugly pressed against my thigh. From her vantage point, I figured she might even be able to see the tip of it's head poking out near the bottom of my boxers. I spread my legs wider as I rocked back and forth in my chair and studied her body language. We both played a staring game for an awkwardly long stretch of silence. Anna's nipples jutted proudly against the shear baby blue tank top she wore and at one point, she casually. Her mouth fell open and she was unable to think or to be aware of anything but the pressure of his fingers on her nipples. As he began to roll them between his fingers her eyes began to close of their own accord but James snapped, “Eyes on me, slave.”Diana forced her eyes back open and stared mindlessly into his eyes as he continued to pinch and play with her nipples. “Oh yes,” James said, “It’s a horny little slave, isn’t it?”“Y-yes, Sir, I’m a…a horny little slave, Sir,” she quavered.James. Now I am going to replace my finger with the dildo, OK?" Yes, I think so." I remove my finger and lube the tip of the dildo, pressing it into her, I feel her relax to let it enter."Good girl, I will be back in a second."I go into the bathroom and wash my hands. I come back to the bed, the "handle" of the "T" is still where I left it. I roll Terri over and kiss her deeply, she pulls me into her embrace and we hold each other for a minute."Are you comfortable?" Yes." With everything? Because we.