But it certainly did seem to enjoy being stroked like one…That was when I realized that I was playing with myself. My fingers were stroking along th...e folds of my… self… and I was feeling little waves of pleasure tingling up my spine. It was pretty intense, really. Almost like back when I was a k** and I touched myself for the first time.I stopped, staring down at my hand. My fingertips were moist now, and even without touching I could still feel the excitement between my legs. “That’s. "I had to come to you tonight. I can't wait any longer. I need you sooo! My body aches for you. I could feel your power all the way down in our bedroom. I need you to quench my thirst. Please, Mark! Take me any way you desire. I'm yours," Margie told me in a whisper. She was shaking with desire and her breathing was ragged already."You want to have sex with me!!?" I asked in shock."Oh, yes, Mark! I've wanted you ever since you applied for the job," Margie told me in tears, as she continued to. “Didn’t he know that half the guys were going to dress like that this year? I’m surprised he didn’t come up with something more creative.” Stacy nodded. “I don’t know what’s come over him actually. He’s been acting strange ever since he put on that costume. It’s like I barely even know him.” Before Cara could comment, the party’s D.J. announced a couple’s dance. Excusing herself, Stacy went to find Greg. She mistakenly talked to two other “Jokers” before she found him. “Hey. When will he take you, when will he lay claim to what is his?How often?You are helpless to do anything, except submit and enjoy him. Enjoy your Master, for that is what pleases him. That is what turns him on. He has claimed you and your pussy becomes wet with anticipation.You are naked, the house is warm, but you feel chilled. The nipples stand out away from you and hurt. He watches you as you go about cooking breakfast. Today would be a good day to keep things simple.Toast and orange juice.