She didn’t need any guidance from me and soon she was trying to unzip my pants but she was having a hard time reaching her goal since I was wearing ...a belt. For this reason, I removed my steering wheel hand and held the wheel with my left leg. With my free hand I quietly help her mission by undoing my belt. Once my belt was open, Bethany was able to pop open the top bottom and explore this new erotic feeling. With full access I reclaimed the steering wheel with my left hand and now probed deeper. So i look at this girl Sara(my neighbor) and get ideas of turning this into a boyfriend/girlfriend thing and i need ideas how to make this happen?I think i kind of blew it tho by degrading her, i will explain what we did 3 nights ago and i think it hurt my chances at being her legit boyfriend, i dunno if its too late though.At the end of dinner we were just playing yahtzee and chatting about the goods and bads of my life and when she asked me what was something i want that i dont got i told her. "I slowly rotated myself in a circle, catching glimpses in the mirror of how I looked. The way the dress pushed up and accentuated my firm tits, how it hugged the curves of my ass and the way it pressed against my flat tummy. It was so tight on my body that it resembled a second skin. Although it was comfortable enough, it was also the first time since being with my Master that I had actually worn any kind of clothing. I was always kept naked and I was always on display. As a result, the. We were playing the game for well over 15 minutes, and I’m surprised to say she was beating me pretty badly, but then she got a little too cocky and started losing. After a while, I finally beat her, and I wasn’t gonna let her hear the end of it..."Haha, you lose!" I screamed, "once again I beat you! How does it feel to be second best?" That must have been the last straw. Rita may be little, but she is almost as strong as me, if not stronger. As I stood up to leave, she picked me up and threw.