With the blindfold shielding her eyes now, he walks in slow circles round her, inspecting her. Tonight she's given him her body, to do as he wishes,to make love to her as much as he wants.
His two hands rest on her shoulders and he sluggishly begins to slide down the straps off them. His cheek against hers, as he stands behind her. She could feel the soft of his beard brush slightly on her face.
He then whispers into her ears, a gentle command...
"Touch yourself for me Miranda."
Those sexy words of his mesmerized her, as she slid her hand down that instant, rubbing her p***y through her panties, pushing them to the side, touching herself just as he'd requested.
As she obeyed, she found herself embarrassingly wet, and he finds himself very much pleased with her.
"Good girl," he commen
