"Nothing, I'm just hanging out here," I replied, casually."What were you putting in the closet, is it a present?" she pondered."Maybe, but this isn't ...the time I wanna give it to you. I guess you'll just have to wait," I told her.I turned around, and started to get out some normal clothes, but she decided she wanted her surprise right then. She opened it, and saw the dress stuffed in there."Is this it? You got me this big dress?" she wondered.I just didn't know what to say, and she assumed it. I slow only after I feel your orgasm fading, calming and sliding gently in and out instead of the intense thrusts of before. I gradually slow more and more, slipping out of you as you go slack, turning your head and kissing me. I untie your silk bond from the cabinet, but before I can untie your wrists you turn around and push me to the couch. “You sir, haven’t finished yet.” I start to protest saying that this event was about you, but you push me down on the couch and mount me as you do,. Are you touching yourself, Andrea?Yes. I’m picturing you between my legs, going down on me.Ha, ha, you dirty little bitch, are you wet? xxx. Silly question.I slipped my fingertips beneath the soaking wet piece of cloth covering my sex and rubbed my throbbing clit, still hidden deliciously beneath its small hood. With my other hand still busily pinching and twisting my nipples, I was getting all hot and bothered indeed.I closed my eyes and thought of Victoria. Her shoulder-length hair would be. His blue eyes seemed to sparkle like diamonds. His broad smile was almost impossible to turn away from. His hair flowed across his forehead in waves of pure gold. As I reached the exit I was unable to turn away from his hypnotic smile. I could feel tingling throughout my body and a wetness between my legs. I stood like a statue staring back at him. He started to laugh. It was like he knew what he was doing to me as he turned and walked away; but still I couldn't take my eyes off of him. He had.