I guess youre, um, having fun then? Oh, lots, I squealed. Leahs hand was at my breast, giving it a squeeze. She seemed to get more excited at being wa...ched. My heart was racing and I was positively dripping juices from my cunt. It was strangely exhilarating being watched. Feeling bold, I slid my hand up Leahs skirt and felt her naked ass and gave it a squeeze. Are you getting in the elevator, honey? Um, no, Ill get the next elevator, Rach, my husband said and I almost felt guilty, but I. To assist with this, you are allowed one orgasm per month, at my discretion. The reason you get the one orgasm is so your body doesn’t forget and shut down that part of you. My intent is for your body to always be sexually hungry and through edging and denied orgasms to be continually more desperate and wanting to do ever more disgusting things for me. Ideally you will always be wet, and anytime you are not wet, your obligation is to fix that through porn and edging. You must always watch the. But I stayed away from that bus shelter for a while, particularly avoiding that time of day. It pays to be careful. I thought I was safe enough, but you never know.But after a few weeks, I felt it was safe enough and again, after a few beers I was waiting at the same bus stop at about the same time and I saw her again - the same woman, the same bus stop. It wasn't really intentional on my part, but I wondered whether I had sub-consciously planned it.Once again, I was there initially alone and. I started really stroking and stroking him, harder and harder, now using both of my small hands, on his long, thick harness. Suddenly, he wrapped his arms around me, and held me tight to his chest…. I could feel buckets full of his oooze shooting all over my belly, and my sweat pants. He was now pumping into my hands, which I held stiff for him to do as he pleased, which he did. Finally, I moved my hands free of his shrinking pipe, and brought one hand around the back of his opened jeans…. I.