She could not have missed the way my cock jerked in response. Her fingers had undone my zipper and my button on my jeans and her hand was inside. She ...reached into my pants to free my throbbing hard on. The first contact of her fingers, flesh to flesh, felt like heaven. She slid her hand along my cock and into the shorts, then back again. She played with the tip, and the skin stretched to the point of tearing as the head became even more swollen. I pinched and pulled her nipples. “I’m going to. I tried to look at least a little bit offended, but the truth was the truth. The Queen of New England gave me another of those amazing smiles."Why don't you call me Liz, and I'll call you Jeremiah. We don't stand on ceremony here. And it will be a pleasure to dine with a man with a robust appetite. All the men I'm accustomed to eat like Sparrows."We dropped the weapons on a table by the back door, then Liz and Lucy led us to a small and intimate dining room that reminded me a lot of the ones at. I decided to take a bold step, and asked her : I can get you wet, wanna try.She : Really? How ?Me : Wanna be my sub?She : ummm, what if am not wet by the end.Me : You can punish me in whatever way you want.She: Fine, let’s start.So that night we had an amazing roleplay on text, I elaborately described how I would feel her, lick her etc. By the end, she had completely submitted herself and finally messaged.She: You win, please let me go and finger. I am dripping down there. I was really happy. She kissed me on my cheek and inspected me. She lifted my dress andtightened the corset a little more. Her hands went around the back andfelt around for stray hairs. All clear it seemed. I wasn't very hairy andkept myself shaved. Chrissie didn't mind as I explained it away as anecessary feature for swimming competitively. My stockings and garterswere inspected and she gave my tucked in cock a pat making sure it wassoft and out of the way."Don't think you'll be using this tonight," she said..