I felt nice but soon after his hand moved up to my bed and he started playing with my hair and then cheeks. I didn’t stop him as i had seen lovers t... play like that in movies but then his hand moved further down to my neck and then inside my kamees (shirt) from top and now his hand was on my boobs. I didn’t wear a bra at that time because i belonged to village and girls of my age in villages don’t wear a bra. I was little discomfort able with his this move but I let him do it. He squeezed them. If the cocksleeve knows it has even a chance to cum, it will always bedistracted from its job and will constantly be wondering when it will beallowed to cum. So, He eliminates that issue by not allowing Hiscocksleeves (and He has several) to ever cum at all.we are not allowed the privilege of wearing chastity devices, either.Master says a cocksleeve should not cum, out of obedience, and onlyobedience. i am a sissy cocksleeve, so i am not even allowed to haveerections; sissy clitties are. ”“I agree but tell me why you think that.”“Well, l ... when I ... invited her to watch, I pictured just the three of us. What if she tells him and he wants to watch too?” I gave her a smile but I kept quiet.“What if he does? Are you ready to let him see you naked and having him watch me give you an oral orgasm or two? You know we wouldn’t stop there, either.” Wendy’s eyes didn’t leave mine as she drained her wine and held the glass out toward me. I broke the gaze and refilled her.“I don’t know.. Must be the drugs, she thought. She had reached the dress and bent down to pick it up. Her bra was just a few feet away and she grabbed that as well and then made her way back to the bed. No sign of her panties she thought. She put the clothes on the bed and then looked again at the money. She remembered the massive debts that she had and the $10,000 in her purse from Clint. There must be at least another $1,000 here, she thought and began to scoop up the bills.At that moment Clint walked in..