It would be a great idea." Prattsie smiled. "And I pay well." Fenton shook his head. "Jesus, you look like a schoolmarm these days..." It was true. Pr...attsie, "Miss Pratt" to her submissives, had tied back her long hair in a bun, and wore a starched long dress now. She had the whole strict governess thing going on, with an umbrella stand filled with canes and switches right next to her desk.Fenton smiled?"I guess it would be a good idea. I've never dommed anyone directly for cash, though." He. I admit that I got a little turned on knowing that he was jerking off to my little performance. I asked him how long he had been watching me. He said something in Spanish, so I figured he probably didn't speak any English. I figured I could have a little more fun, since he was still stroking his cock, and I still had my dildo sunk firmly in both of my holes.I started by pinching my nipples and squeezing my big 38D breasts while staring him straight in the eyes. He took a few steps closer. I. I was late. I made a mental note of the web address and hurried out of the café into the bustle of London in the early afternoon. I paid no attention to the meeting that I was late for, I cancelled two appointments that I had later that afternoon and I said goodbye to no one when I left the building at 5:15. All I could think about was Tamsin and butterscotch coffee. The rest of that week passed like a restless dream, a series of vague, unconnected and largely meaningless events revolving. Carter's pussy. It was with relief and regret that she felt Maxwell's fingers slip from her tortured young cunt and his hand slide from beneath her. He got up and the couch sagged on her side as he went off to attend to the whirring projector. She pulled down her skirt guiltily and tried to shift the wetness between her thighs by moving about somewhat.She turned crimson as the lights went on again and there was her vastly-admired Dominique pushing her dress down and forcing Handsome's snout.