You smile, then lean in and kiss to the side of my dick, kissing my hips, up to my stomach, and as you stand, you work your kisses, licks, and nibblin...g up to my chest, then my neck, and then my hungry lips. You are such a good kisser and my cock throbs with each dart of your tongue into my mouth. You lead me over to the chair and sit me down. "Place your hands behind your back, mister." "yes, ma'am." And then I hear the sound of handcuffs locking my arms in place behind the back of the. The scenes had been so intense my pussy has been dripping for hours the towel i am sitting on changed multiple times. my dildos and vibrators lay around the room like toys the day after christmas. i had stopped worrying that i was also on a webcam hours earlier and decided to simply watch and please myself however i chose when i chose. webcam was perhaps a bit of an understatement. the thing was state of the art and remote controlled at the moment by my private audiance. he could zoom in and. Dancing is a way that I express my sexuality and it's the perfect segue for the intimate interaction I will have with my body afterwards. So I lie back on the bed corner, my breathing quickened from the dancing, and rest my arms above my head and close my eyes to let my fantasy mind catch up and soak in the fact that I am living a fantasy in real time. Then I nonchalantly place my legs on either side of the bed corner to give a more detailed view of what has so far been only my tan lined. His body is pressed against every line of my own, my legs bent, thighs resting along his sides. We break our lip lock, our faces still an inch from each other, and nothing needs to be said. The way he’s looking at me sends something stronger than butterflies racketing around my stomach. He gives me a wet, chaste kiss and goes lower, placing his lips at the base of my jaw. When his shirt makes it half way up his back, I know I don’t want to stop. I pull it the rest of the way and he slips his.