I look her over, she is well worth looking at. She is young, petite, and shapely. Her breasts are a marvel to behold, even flattened by gravity, as sh...e lays there. It seems to me that seeing her naked again is worth it. I continue to look at her, liking what I saw, while she is pulling at her wrists, which I'm holding. I let go of her hands. She is about to sit up, to pull up her panties. My cock is already fully erect, my hand drifts down and cups Tammy's mound. I feel the heat there. Tammy is. Then I saw him, seated in a booth and in a conversation with some other men. All of them were dressed more or less as he was, though one must’ve been a new arrival, as he had his own fresh white meat on his arm, which made the booth full. I decided it was safe enough to be on my own in the main room, and strutted my way past him, trailing along his shoulder as I did so. He looked and gave me a nod of acknowledgement and then went back to his conversation. I had been left to my own devices.I. She pours me a drink and offers me a cigarette, which I take, shaking so much I nearly drop it. After a bit more chat, Kay then explains that her husband is out for the afternoon, and that he knows that I am there. She explains that she has a real ‘thing’ for watching young men play with themselves, she has invited one other young man back but he was too pushy and it didn’t work as she wanted it to. So she wants to try again, with me – with ground rules that there is to be no full sex, no. ...i....i stay like this?''''yes why you dont feel good?''''im a bit cold can i put my tshirt''''oh im so sorry ok wait , here this camisole is cute , lift your arm''i was dress like a girl , I let him feeling under his control so muchdress cute and smooth watching him make us breakfast i felt like a doll , a little fuck doll for this man and i liked all of it we ate talking of what we could do today i was under his power , in lingerie eating , i listen to daddy like a girl , his voice so deep.