”Curtsying in front of Melissa, Yvette asked, “Can you please put my gag back in, Mistress?”Melissa snorted quietly at being called ‘mistress,...�� but reached out to help. From behind the bar, the young man asked pitifully, “But what about me?” He gestured to his upward jutting penis with a hurt puppy dog expression.Yvette rolled her eyes. Melissa laughed and told her, “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of him.” Then Melissa reached out to take the full glass and carafe from the bartender and carefully. —————————————– He was about to leave for the checkout when he saw that distinctive honey coloured hair. It was all he could do not to jump the woman wearing overalls and picking her jelly (plum or grape?), and he looked at her more carefully. She was slimmer than he remembered, having last saw her on their summer vacation trip, and her features seemed sharper, but when she turned the corner for the next aisle, he knew it could only be her. He belted to the next aisle where she had gone and. I fell asleep dreaming about uncle Harry and I on a beach and me undressing down to a bikini and asking him to oil my back. When he undid my top he pulled it away from me and dripped the oil between my shoulder blades all the way down my spine and massaged it, sliding his hand inside my pants and over each buttock in turn.I just moaned when he delved between my cheeks and when I looked down I was completely naked, he had somehow removed my pants and tossed them away.I turned over onto my back. "That voice has always been there keeping me out of trouble and for the very first time I could hear myself arguing with it. "I don't care! I love him! He's my boyfriend he won't hurt me. He loves me!"He guided me to the bed laying me down as he lay next to me. We kissed and he had his fingers working my vagina and clit. I moaned with pleasure and I could feel my pleasure racing back to me with even a stronger force behind it.Jason broke the kiss and while fingering me he said "I need to tell.