Oh, I like the start of that story. I tweak my nipple a little. Yes, my mind is on fire now. I see an older, distinguished-looking gentleman across th... street leaning against a lamppost, adjusting his belt. My ass cheeks flinch as he becomes my Master."Kimmi, you have been naughty." It is a statement, never a question. He always knows. My eyes shoot to his hands working his belt. Slowly, he unfastens it and my breath catches as the leather passes through each loop. After folding over his belt,. "and I'm sure Emily will be feeling a lot better now you're coming home" Mom mumbles quickly.You're about to ask her what she means by that but she cuts you off in mid thought."Now James, its lovely to hear from you but considering how short notice this is I need this time to organize your welcome home/birthday party"Smiling again at Mom's kind nature and in excitement about the possibility of a party, you forget all about her statement regarding Emily. "You know that you don't have to do that. She quickly pulled her hand away from the glass only to watch in horror as it automatically went up to straighten her hair -- another flirting gesture.Her cheeks blushing bright red, Janice quickly put both hands in her lap and held them there. 'No flirting with my husband's best friend, ' she told herself, 'no matter how cute he looks.'This is perfect, Jack thought to himself. She's flirting with me! Fantastic! Now if I could just get her to talk about Paul..."But you never answered my. She reaches into her bag and pulls out a large tissue. She frees herself from my invading finger so she can concentrate on masturbating me. She stares deep into my eyes and sees I’m too far gone to have any rational thoughts of my own. She spreads the tissue over her palm and I know she’s just milking me. She is going to make me cum into the neat confines of this tissue paper. A second ago I was wishing she would suck me but now I know that’s not going to happen. The pattern of her sexual.