After I came up for air she grabbed my prick letting me know what she wanted. ...We locked lips once more and we were down on the floor clawing and grabbing like wild a****ls in heat. She was on her back while she took my shirt off and unbuckled my belt. I took off her tank top and unbuttoned her shorts. I pulled them off along with her sandals getting tangled up in them. With my pants completely off my prick dug in deep in. ”Arriving outside the front door of his satisfyingly lavish home, he set the mood for the evening by giving the driver a generous tip. “Have a good night, sir.” The driver called before driving away.I intend to, he said to himself as he turned the key in the lock and stepped inside, recalling how he had carried his virgin bride, Helen, over this threshold nearly four years earlier. Jesus, what was wrong with his thinking tonight? Why was his mind being troubled by times past? Why couldn’t he. As I leaned forward her scent filled my head, it was intoxicating, I could barely detect a wet spot on her panties, and was overwhelmed with the desire to taste her. ‘This is what I want.’ I said as I brushed my lips against her smooth thigh, right next to the seam of her panties. ‘Ooohhh…Ooh My!’ was her reaction, as I nuzzled her panties, desperate to taste her. I couldn’t think of anything with her scent in my nose, my mouth. I started to lick her panties, pressing the thin material against. Phoebe holds them there as she tells Les to hold on to the bars of the brass bed frame. “Don’t you let go of the bars until I tell you too,” Phoebe warns Les. More shudders run through Les being controlled like this. No one has ever taken charge of her before. It is a unique and exciting feeling. She just nods her head to Phoebe to let her know she understands.Then Les’s mind whirls some. What would Phoebe do if she removed her hands without permission? Would she discipline Les? In what.