.. and sometimes, yes, even Ollie. But always with you in command. I even had fantasies of George catching you and me in bed together, and you invitin... him to fuck my face while you continued screwing me. He always did, of course, and then he went down on me to eat me after you came inside me.“Yes, wild, kinky stuff, I admit. But that’s how I am. I even fantasized of Flora and me carrying your babies in our wombs while living with our husbands, and both men knowing that you had knocked us up.. "So kitty, tell me about your trip to subspace - what was it like for you?" I asked her. "Well, Master, at first it was scary. I didn't know what was going on. It was like I was being lifted and held by nothing... but it's a warm nothing, like floating in a tub of warm bathwater except I didn't get wet. The 'nothing' wraps around me and holds me in its warm embrace. I felt loved and cuddled. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the embrace when I suddenly heard Your voice, Master. I opened. But in the end she loved the thought that there must have been a lot of guys around who would love to have a great look up her skirt, confident that she was about to absolutely make a bunch of guys dreadful day a hell of a lot better if she was willing to let them upskirt her and show off her panties to them in the middle of a busy airport. We took a seat at the end of the terminal and I had her sit down as I stood with the camera at the same vantage point any one walking past would have and. Scott knelt and opened the lid. He held the red watch box, remembering the longest summer of his life. The silvery watch with its black face and three sub-dials was as perfect as the day he'd taken it off.He put the cheap runner's watch he'd been wearing to one side and pulled the stem on the Speedmaster. People didn't appreciate great mechanical watches anymore. Everything was battery driven or 'perpetual' motion. He understood their convenience, but a hand-wound watch was a thing of beauty..