She spent fifteen minutes doing just that, just touching her breasts and pussy, not speeding up or pressing hard. Astonished and almost ashamed at how... fast an impending orgasm approached, she reluctantly and slowly withdrew the source of her pleasure and gently dropped the gown down. ‘What a waste,’ she sighed. She was slushy between her legs and wanted to feel the hardness of him so badly. And she knew it wasn’t to be. Resigned to her place in life, at least for the night, she fed the. I always knew how to handle my body. As soon as I entered the set I knew how to drape myself, what face to put on and I wouldn’t even forget the smile they had tailor made in store for me. Still, they asked me why I was always so ‘in-between’, distant even – and I had no intention of letting them know. The light was off, the make-up had been removed off my face, my hair was messily pulled up and I wore my lazing clothes. I knew I was an endangered species. And I was close to letting myself. Somebody has to work really hard to get them balanced just right, all in a cylinder with the big ends outside. If I'm careful I can pull out the really big ones deep down in the pile without dumping millions of carrots on the floor, and I think the big ones taste better so it's worth taking the chance. But I can't go to the grocery store until I get something to eat, because I have a full schedule of clients tomorrow and I know them all and every one of them will show up, worse luck. I won't. Oh, God, that’s nice...” An inner voice within me seemed to be telling me to stop; that this wasn’t right but by the recently-discovered hot passionate feeling Max had started had returned to my belly with a vengeance. This time it didn’t frighten me and the warning voice was simply overwhelmed. My hands stroked Mike’s bare naked back, powerful arms and flat tummy as his hands played with my boobs, then I squeezed his tight, firm buttocks through his pyjama trousers as we rolled gently back and.