” I didn’t ask; I actually touched her ass every time the refrain played.After our dance, she went to the dressing room and came back clothed. ... I bought her a drink, and we talked for a bit. I told her that I had seen her a few weeks back when she was leaving early in the evening. As we got to know each other a little more, she told me about her life. She struggled with chronic ailments (hence the reason she left early that one night and the reason why she looked a little tired). She. I thought of Johnny's pot belly, andchuckled. Once in Johnny's room we saw that Sir Cumbucket was kneeling on thehard floor by the bed with his hands still cuffed behind him. He could havelay on the bed, or knelt on the throw rug in front of him, but he chose thefloor I guess, to show how submissive he was so I'd go easy on him. Right.Whatever. I dragged Johnny up by his ear. Taking my key, I unlocked his chastity belt. "Lieon your back on the bed!" "Yes ma'am" Johnny said meekly, and he lay. Suddenly she shudders and drops the shower head as she orgasms hard her groans clearly audible over the shower.Clicking to the last flashing box I find an empty apartment, listening I hear talking in the hall outside my door and realise the people from across the hall have just left. Going back again I move through the apartments, unable to resist the feeling of spying on everyone without their knowing. Now only 2 of the 6 boxes are flashing. Now knowing who the cameras will show me I check the. She likes fucking with our minds and she likes having her mind fucked with. So as a way to determine who would be blindfolded we made a bet. The WBF has never squirted and I always brag that I can make any woman squirt (I taught my wife how to squirt). So my wife came up with this plan. "Using only your hands you need to make WBF squirt. If you do she will be blindfolded. If you don't then you will be blindfolded. If you make her gush but not squirt then I will be blindfolded." I could not care.