Feeling my wetness you moan and hold me tighter. Rubbing my clit with your thumb now, your finger enters me inch by inch, just as slowly as it enters...you remove it. Making me want more.Sucking on my hard nipple your fingers squeeze and begin to rub just underneath my clit gently an very slowly. Playing with my lips, your fingers teasing the entrance to my body. I move towards an then against your hand whispering I want you, baby I want you now.No, you tell me that you are in charge. . I couldn't stop thinking about him. He was always on my mind. I thought about him so much that I stopped enjoying sex with my actual boyfriend and we broke up. It wasn't a tragic loss, he was just a boy. A young and inexperienced boy. My new lover was a man. A strong, sexy, confident man with great skills in the bedroom. I stood in my bedroom alone. I lay down on my bed and stared at the ceiling, thinking about him. I thought about the things we had done together. We had explored each other's. I was not used wearing pants without shorts under them, it was strange to feel the fabric of the trousers on my ass. My cock was still stiff as a board and also rubbed against the fabric. It was also very easy to see my hard-on from the outside. I sat down and put my shoes and socks back on. “Who gave you permission to sit down,” I heard her say. “I’m sorry, I just thought it was OK in order to put my socks and shoes on.” “I’m sorry What!” “Oh, I’m sorry Mistress.” She had a. With them looking just like any thong bikini bottoms from the rear, most people didn’t realise that my pussy was on display.The few men that did realise all stared at me and a couple of them followed us as we walked along the beach. We stopped at a ‘kids free’ area and spread our towels to relax and sunbathe. Whenever Mason saw a man looking at my exposed pussy he told me to spread my legs to give the man a better view.By then I was sort of getting used to Mason telling me to let men look at my.