The guy leaned further back against the car as the woman leaned further toward him. The woman’s movements suddenly changed. Now it looked like she w...as maintaining constant contact between her crotch and his leg and rocking forward, back, side to side, and rolling her crotch on his thigh without the guy pressing her down against his leg any longer. Jeff hadn’t seen a woman orgasm before but it didn’t matter. The woman’s movements were sexy enough and turning Jeff on even if he was unaware what. " "You are now my husband," she said. "That, however, doesn't change things. You're still a slave and I'll continue to treat you like one. In that regard, you are only here for my pleasure and amusement and for making my life more comfortable." Yes, Mistress." Though we're now husband and wife, you will not be allowed to have sexual intercourse with me for the duration of our marriage. I don't think a Mistress should allow a slave the pleasure of fucking her. That takes away her power. Don't. As we kissed, my hands started up her back, along her sides until they finally reached her breasts. She shuddered for a moment as I touched them, then started to caress and squeeze and fondle them. Her eyes were closed, and she was making the tiniest little moans as I felt her up. I teased her nipples through the fabric and they kept getting harder and harder. I had to see them. I reached my hand up behind her head and found the strings tying the top and started to pull. Her top was sexy, but. ‘It’s your fault.’ He laughed and took her hand. ‘It certainly is. So, is that a penalty?’ ‘I think maybe we’ll just stop play and start again in a minute,’ she teased. ‘Okay.’ He was about to move in for another kiss when the elevator chimed again for Lani’s floor. ‘I have to warn you,’ she said as the elevator stopped, ‘my roommate is . . . let’s say she entertains a lot. Not clients,’ she said quickly and Dom chuckled, ‘but she’s got a lot of friends.’ The doors opened and they walked down.