Tucking my skirt high it freed my hands, and as I towered over him I lifted one leg over his and knelt on the adjoining seat, feeling his erection on ...y inner thigh.I put both my hands on his seat back and lifted my body onto him, kneeling on the other adjoining seat, I reached down between us and guided him inside me, using my body weight to force him up and deep into my pussy.Once fully inserted I wiggled my bum and sat comfortably in his lap, feeling the bumps of his balls crushed against my. . and... was it... it just felt like the brush of someone’s hand on his crotch.Dave thought nothing further of it... until about thirty seconds later he felt the hand brush his crutch again; this time it seemed the hand had been deliberately angling for his cock. His cock twitched in surprise... again another thirty seconds later the hand appeared again, this time the touch lingered for a little bit longer causing his cock to react accordingly. Dave started glancing around the people nearest to. ? ?One of the best times of my life was when I was in the ballet playat the age of eight.? Pam said as they laid with their heads againsther upper torso. She slowly rubbed the back of her kids' heads andlooked back and forth at each of them as she talked. ?How are things going?? Jane asked as she stepped into thedressing room Phoebe had set up for the girls wearing a white teeshirt with blue horizontal stripes, white shorts and black one inchsandals. Pam had checked his nails for chips and need. So if She desires to play, I roll onceto determine the number of instruments which She will use on me. The fact thatI know this number at the start of our dice game, is thanks to her kindness.Mistress Tracey sometimes asks if I want to see my initial roll or not. SometimesShe kindly offers me the choice of knowing or not knowing. Sometimes she wantsme to know how many instruments which I will be punished with, and sometimesshe doesn't want me to know. Sometimes She wants me to know, and she.