Tu excitación no para de crecer.Estas nerviosa, mas excitada que la mayor parte de las veces que he tenido un buen polvoToc, toc, tocAbres la puerta ...on miedo, asomando la cabeza pero tal y como te he pedidoCOMPLETAMENTE DESNUDATermino de abrir la puerta, cojo la copa de vino y doy un sorbo. Derramo el resto por tu cuerpo, observo como va mojando tu piel.La puerta sigue abierta y se escucha una pareja por el pasillo. Se acercan. Veo tu expresión suplicante. Me quito el cinturón, siguen. "And you really should show them off a little more often, show that you're still sexually alive, that you still have needs, wants and desires," he continued on saying to her.It was obvious by the expression on the woman's face, that she was indeed hearing these thoughts inside her own head, though not necessarily in his own words or speech, but more like her own. Thoughts that she now must have been struggling with in hearing, thinking to herself, wondering why she was having them why she was. The citizens of the Spartan Nation were very vocal in their support of their home town heroes. Their pride was very evident as they cheered and clapped their approval as the TV announcers recapped the incredible series of events that had just transpired. The din had barely died down when Gwen, Ashley, and Steve stepped into the lobby of the hotel.They had hoped to move quickly to their rooms to change their clothes, but that was not to be. The moment they entered the hotel, they were mobbed by. The evening flew by and the sun was coming up when Master had to sl**p. The next day I woke up very erect. I wanted to jerk off but Master forbid it without him watching me. I showered and ate breakfast. I then wrote everything down and emailed my daily report to Master. Master wanted me to document everything I did, what I thought, and how it made me feel. I didn’t leave my room except to eat and shower. I worked out in my bedroom making sure my camera was on me at all times. I knew Master was.