She sat close to me and told me how last night didn’t go well & that her husband took revenge by only turning her on & not satisfying her. I laughed... at that and said to her,”that’s some husband, I could never just turn you on and not complete the act.” She said, “what?”. I said,” nothing I just think you’re too hot to be seen naked and yet not do anything at all,.” She. blushed and said men are dogs. I said not all and winked. She said to me naughtily, ” so, you look at me that way, dumbo? ” I. So I could barely speak, because it would surprise me, and I would gasp answers back to the server. He always makes sure to choose places with long table cloths, so I can slip under to find my “dropped napkin” and unzip his pants for a few minutes of me sucking on his cock or his balls. I’ve been day dreaming about my Master, huddled on the cold floor of his bathroom. Leashed to his toilet, feeling horny, abandoned, and loved. I lean my head back, and close my eyes for a few minutes, rubbing my. . and then when I finally got them up, I found that they're rolled themselves into a right knot. There followed a long struggle during which I managed to rip several pubic hairs right out of myself but, eventually, the damned things were on... and surprisingly comfortable they felt too. Actually, I have to confide that I enjoyed the tight, slippery feel and the way the material pulled in and flattened my groin making the outline of my cock almost vanish. The rest of my uniform was quickly. But on a shelf she found some balls of yarn. She took a length of red yarn, knotted it about the gadget, and tied this about her waist under the tunic. Thus prepared, she set out.She found Gwen wearing a canary yellow turban and the red dot of paint in the middle of her forehead, sitting in the straight- backed, cross-legged lotus position.Susie bent down and kissed her, pausing to savor the sweet slipperiness of Gwen's lips and tongue.Gwen asked, "Are you ready for your first lesson, Susie?".