?She had an office that was surprisingly smaller than Amanda?s, but had aglass conference table to one side that she led us to. Amanda sat me inthe of...ice chair before Dean Sanders said, ?Oh, sweetie here hold up asecond, I keep these chairs for my little visitors...?She pulled out a highchair that was actually a genuine little highchair, awkward restraining straps and all. I gulped as Amanda lifted meinto it and closed only the waist strap it had.?Aren?t you going to do the other straps?? Dean. A sudden knock at my door, jolting me out of my silent fantasizing, sends me scrambling to the door. I confirm it is you with a peek through the peep hole, open the door and you walk right in without a moment’s hesitation.I close the door and turn to you. I feel I am shrinking right there as you tower over me like a mountain of pure alpha stud muscle, sending my stomach into dips and flips; my little white dicklette rages and throbs in anticipation of what you have in store for me.You flash a. It was weird how we first met; I was late for a class, when a car pulled up and I didn’t hesitate to get in. We exchanged pleasantries, and I thanked him profusely for the ride while he gave me his number, joking if I ever needed a chauffeur again, to give him a call. Though I was taken with his chivalry of sorts, it was not until our next meeting at the local supermarket did we make a connection, and I promised him that I would call, after his playful chastisement. Being me though has its. I want desperately to touch the softness between my legs but resist, knowing that if it were you, you would make me wait.I cannot help raising my hips off the bed as I start to pull on my nipples more firmly. Pushing one up to my mouth I flick it with my tongue before sucking it in, biting gently, nibbling on it. You love to watch me do this don't you, it makes you so hot to see me playing with my nipples like this.I can feel the moisture in between my legs now ... I am craving a touch, your.