I had been naked but for a pair of her warm panties, I liked that!She wore frilly one's for me, then when I had undressed, she would make me take her ...panties off, real slow as well, making me touch them with every inch they went until they slipped off her legs and onto mine!She made me smell them too, deep in the crutch, then she would tell me to slip them on and fondle myself!I didn't need telling twice!The basement was kitted out for bondage, camera's too, there was a cage on the floor, big. He heard the front door open and shut downstairs. “Ah, good, at last,” he thought to himself, calling out: “You home, Trace? What about my fuck? I’ve been waiting all day!” There was silence. Charlie thought little of it, and kept working. “Bills, bills, bills…” he muttered, sifting through the papers on his desk.After a minute, he called again: “Trace?” There was silence. Charlie shrugged, and went back to his paperwork.A few minutes later, Charlie got up, opened the office door, and called. I loved the feel and the smell. I remember his pubes were long and thick. I was trembling I was so excited, and I remember him asking me if I was ok because I was breathing so hard and fast.He told me to kiss it, and I did. Then he said lick it, and I licked the tip of his cock. I ran my fingers through his bush and held his hairy balls. I loved touching it and smelling his dick. But he wanted a bj and after a couple of minutes he asked me to suck him. I told him I didn't know how. He. No matter what I did, I just couldn’t get to sleep. Finally, I kicked the covers off in frustration. There was one thing I could do that might help. My right hand slid up under my nightie like it had a mind of its own. I delicately caressed my breasts and tweaked my sensitive nipples. It felt so good I moaned slightly. I gently stroked the satin-soft skin of my belly, teasing myself by ducking under the waistband of my panties but not quite reaching my pussy. Finally, I let my hand slide down.