" She gives me a little wink, and a coy smile crosses her lips. As she wraps her arms around me, she looks up in to my eyes. She asks: "Would you like... some play time?" My mind is racing. Of course I would love some play time. I have been attracted to her since I first saw her across the street. But I have been too shy to act upon it. I have not been with a woman for a long time now. What should I do? She closes the small gap between us. I can feel her breasts press against me as she presses her. I got a deeper view of her cleavage and I just couldn’t stop looking. Thankfully where I was sitting, it was still quite dark. It was not possible to tell how I was devouring her tits in my imagination. Usually, a decent me would have just taken the plate from her mid-way so she wouldn’t have to bend so much.But I just let her do it again and again because honestly, I couldn’t get enough of that sight. Thankfully, Lata wasn’t around at that time. Otherwise, I’m sure she would have given her a. Of running her tongue up and down his shaft. Kissing his balls, Then making mad passionate love to him till the moon set and the sun started to rise in the morning sky. She woke hugging her pillow and wishing it were Aaron. She decided to go into town that morning to go job hunting she looked through the cloths she had brought with her. She picked up a skirt that just covered the thigh highs stockings. Deciding against panties for the time being. She put on a white long sleeve blouse with a. Theydidn't mind that so much, but you should have heard them holler when wecut away all their clothing, leaving them naked. They yelled so muchthat Carole and I finally decided to lock them in hoods with built-ingags, blindfolds and earplugs." They're in the back of our van now, and Carole is taking them back tothe Club. When they get there, all the dykes who run the place will seeare four bound and hooded slaves, one of whom will have a note taped toher forehead, signed by all four, asking.