It contained pictures from the Ambassador’s Ball. There had been flash drives given to everyone as we left.I looked through them, realizing that I n...eded to do the same; print them off and write on the back who all the important people were to reminisce about if I lived long enough to get old.The last dozen or so pictures were of me dancing with my mates, “Beautiful ladies indeed! I’m so lucky they are with me for life. It must drive some men mad that they are so beautiful, so wealthy, have no. I hear a sigh come from him, as my hand moves under the skirt. I move my fingers along the outline of my panties."Do you wanna see my fingers on my pussy? Do you want me to jack off for you?"He nods, his face blushing as I spread my legs a little further, and my hand pushes away the panties. I run one finger against my slit, moaning as I come up to my clit."It's so good. My finger feels so good on my pussy. My cunt is so hot, so wet, and it's all just for you. You wanna feel it don't you? You. "Andy's mouth had fallen open and he forced it closed."I'm not really interested in doing any of those things," he told her."You don't get excited thinking of me tied down on the bed and at your mercy?" Regan asked, lifting her eyebrows slightly. "I get hot thinking of you like that. I can see me tying your arms and legs and teasing you for hours on end."Andy looked up at the ceiling and considered the prospect of spending two or three hours teasing Regan."Yeah," he said. "I might like to see. Fondling her tit with my left hand and rubbing the front of her pussy with my right she was groaning louder, sliding my finger under the elastic and straight onto her wet clit.Fingering her hard she moaned she was coming as I rubbed faster, then in a matter of seconds she squealed and moving up and down she achieved her orgasm. Standing up I unbuttoned my jeans as she recovered, discarding my clothes I moved her over to the sofa, turned her around to face me I pulled down her knickers and sat.