Standing in front of me was Melissa George looking drop dead gorgeous in a silver dress and her long chestnut brown hair curled around her shoulders. ..."Hi, Melissa," I said. Don't get turned on, don't get turned on, I thought. But my eyes seemed to lower down from her face, neck, shoulders, to her breasts where they stared there awakening a sensation down in my new region area."How you been?" Melissa asked."Not bad. I'm a beauty consultant now, You?" I asked."Hairdresser," she said. "Wow, you. You pass out after the seventh orgasm, but even in sleep you can feel me r****g you, filling your dreams with nothing but orgasm after orgasm.When you come out of the blackness, you realize you're in bed, naked, washed clean. You also realize you're on your stomach, bent over the edge of the bed, and something is around your neck. You lift your hand and touch it, and realize it's a collar, with a chain leading to the bed's headboard.As you come to fully, you also realize I'm inside of you,. Harper's manor house, they turned down a small track that turned out to be the driveway to Liz’s new home. It was beautiful. white stone, with small leaded windows, a low thatch roof with white and red roses climbing up the side of the house. The garden was part lawn and part vegetable garden. The tomatoes were in season and there were bees busy tending to all the plants.They walked up the garden path through a small gate and arrived at the door. Mr. Harper then handed Liz a pair of keys with a. He looked in at me and was possibly disappointed that I was wearing all my clothes but despite that I can only guess that I gave off some form of green light because he took his cock out and started to play with it. It was very average in size and in general he was nothing to shout about but I couldn’t take my eyes off of him and I just can’t explain how erotic I found it and indeed how turned on I became. I have no idea what came over me but I wanted to play with myself as a show for this guy..