When I finally hung the strap back on its hook, I thought I heard my dear Billy snuff as though he’d been crying. He was far too proud to admit his agony and I was much, too much a lady to point it out.
I stood for some time admiring my work, watching the red blush slowly fade away. Breathing more easily, Billy finally stood and turned around, his arousal more than evident. Reaching for me, I was just a little shaken by his sudden move. But I hardly had any will to protest when he lifted me to the workbench and flung my dress up to my waist, my naked p***y glistening wet and ready for the assault.
Oh! That sumptuous mouth and tongue! I could never fault him for that. He brought me off in mere minutes while I lay back against the hard surface.
I almost never had s*x anywhere but my own b
