Satina's panting had more to do with that little bell than theexertion of pulling the cart. Step-step-step, tug-tug-tug -- suddenly,Satina felt a pull... on the reins, and her Mistress' Voice say, "Whoa!"She stood still, facing forward, able only to see straight aheadbecause of the blinders, while she heard Dominica get out of the cart,heard Her boots crunch on the gravel road as she walked, step by step,along Satina's left side, until She was finally in front, facingSatina, holding the little. He shifted a little closer and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. She settled against his side and looked up at him curiously. He smiled down at her and she smiled back, snuggling against his side and into his shoulder with a sweet sigh. He played with the delicate locks of hair, slipping them over and through and around his fingers thoughtfully, watching her as she relaxed. His eyes took in her face hungrily, playing on the oddly long, dark lashes that fringed her eyes. Amy reached up and kissed me softly. It was the most sensual kiss I had ever experienced, her lips pulling on my lower one a little as our mouths parted. I could feel my cock stirring in my pants as I held her firm body against mine, her perfume now combining with the unmistakable scent only a woman can generate when she is becoming aroused. We parted and she took my hand leading me towards the door. We stepped onto the street and she kissed me again but I stopped her after only a second.“Amy,. Kerri expertly played with my balls and stroked my shaft until I shot a load into her hand. As she wiped her hand off in the grass she said, “Feel better?” I felt a lot better. At 5:30 or so I woke up, kissed her goodbye and drove toward home. I found it hard to believe that I spent the night at a woman’s house…another first. Chapter Two In the four months we were together you could count on one hand the number of dates we had that did not involve fucking. She never told me no and often.