"Mistress loves" The way he calls me Mistress has my insides melting. His voice, his face, his body, everything about him is so sexy. My hearts poundi...ng, my legs are shaking, and my breaths heaving; I am so turned on I think I might ignite. "Mistress has a beautiful pussy," he growls sexily. Oh, god! “Keep calling me Mistress, it’s so fucking hot, I’m going to melt any second.” I gasp. His releases his grip from around my legs, tracing his fingers up the inside of my thigh until he reaches my. But suddenly, after a few moments fingering my asshole, she took off that long finger out and got down from the bus.A couple hours later, I left my office to take the elevator, since my Boss was calling me from his office at the tenth floor.My surprise was great at the fifth floor; when the doors opened and entered the elevator that same hot black woman that had fingered me in the bus. The bitch just smiled when she saw me there…I stayed away from her as she was staring at me with a lustful. I said fuck because I was making her do it and there was no making love about it. If Daddy hadn’t helped Bailey, her first time would have been a disaster, and she might have ended up as messed up as me. So I used things to get off and treated people like things to use to get me off. I’m trying to learn how to give myself and make love. If you aren’t scared of me, I’d love to try to learn how to make love with you and feel what it’s like to have you try to learn how to make love with me,”. I never allowed the computer to go cold dead! It was then that I noticed a small electronic box attached to the power cord. It was a simple radio controlled power switch that could be picked up from the local Radio Shack. It had performed its task perfectly. When the signal was sent, the machine would power down and disconnect the tenuous connection between the souls of the separate bodies. I was stuck! The dampening helmet was dangling in the air very still. My new female heart was racing.