“Yes… just like that! Keep on doing that!” she quietly commanded.It was too dark for me to see the intersection of my cock and her pussy, but I ...could feel her soft bush as she continued grinding against me. I made a mental note to try and get a look at it as soon as I could.There were no words capable of describing the utter blissfulness my cock and I were feeling. My eyes were closed, but my senses were stretched to the upper limit. Her boobs were so soft, contrasted against the diamond. Of course, everybody wouldbe able to see my small scarlet panties but that was the point I guess. Iturned and looked over my shoulder in the mirror bent slightly forwardsand wiggled my bum. Oh, that made me feel all warm inside.Fiona walked round me to inspect how I had done. As she disappearedbehind me I tried to follow her with my head, which earned me a stingingslap on the bum."Eyes straight ahead." Yes, Mistress," not daring to rub my bum which was sore from the slap."Not bad, sissy, not. I’m 30, I’m single, and I want to stay that way!” She smirks.We watch Aliya in the restaurant, preparing tables – her blouse now buttoned up, straight. Neat and tidy. Occasionally saying something to another waitress or to an older man who appears to be in charge... “I work in my family’s restaurant in Wembley in North London. It’s a nice place, and it’s a nice family. My parents have always been very supportive of me, but they really want me to get married. They’ve been putting me together. Then, out of nowhere, Alex surprised her by proposing the two of them take a journey to a cottage on the West Coast his family owned. An adventure, he said. Amy knew, or at least thought, that this was the moment, this was when they were going all the way. But once again, Alex surprised her, never making a move on her the entire week, with the both of them sleeping in different beds.And that was so frustrating. Amy was always the tease. Amy was always the girl that drove guys wild with her.