The little one stands before Him for the first time. As instructed she stands in the middle of the hotel room and keeps the eye contact her Master demands. She waits, lost in her thoughts with the tension of the moment making her entire being scream inside. Master’s instructions for dress were specific and the
The beginning is burned into my memory. I remember it was August 7, 1998. A hot night! It was hotter than just the temperature outside. We had just finished a light dinner and a bottle of wine. The menu included green salad, charbroiled chicken breasts with fresh veggies and watermelon for dessert. We were relaxing
Joan was an executive lady at the age of 42 and never been married. She was totally successful in her business life but at a cost of social life. She had no sex life at all. Her young secretary Lucy said she was always too tight and gave an address to a nightclub she said
Sunny loved to masturbate. She had her hand inside her jeans underneath her panties, and she was finger fucking herself good. It was Saturday night; she was watching an Orlando Bloom movie on HBO. “Ahhhh yeah,” she moaned as Orlando kissed his leading lady. Sunny’s finger jiggled in her tight cunt. She loved to bring
Linda sat across from John, her snug dress high on her well-toned legs, giving away a view of her panty clad pussy for everyone near. Her breasts were straining at the thin material of her garment, her hard nipples being easily seen. She was well on her way to being drunk, and getting loose. She