... My Master is not exactly smiling, but his teeth show a little, white against his tan as I see his breathing deepening. "I don't think we need those, do we?" he says, and one-handed, he teases apart the side laces of the panties, discarding them.
"Unlace the top of your bodice. I want to see your breasts."
Slowly, I pull the laces of the bodice open, allowing my heavy breasts to swing free from their confinement.
"Now, closer. Then start f*****g yourself again."
I stand close to him, as he leans farther back into the settee and says, "Closer. I want to see everything."
I try to move closer, but cannot as my knees chafe against the couch.
"Closer," he says. "Kneel up. Straddle me."
Kneeling up, my legs parted astride my Master, he supports me with his hands on my hips, steadying
