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And then…She quietly closed the door between out rooms and I stood, watching as she turned to face me. She moved closer to me and first touched the silver pendant hanging from the front of my dress then lifted it and weighed it in her palm.‘Is it attached?’‘Yes, Miss.’She smiled and turned suddenly away, dropping the pendant. She sat in a small upholstered chair and looked at me as I stood, feeling a little awkward.‘I want to see those nipples – I have often seen them in your pictures, now I want to see them for real.’I unbuttoned my dress, slowly, and held it open for her to see me.‘Good girl. Now, lift the skirt of your dress’I took the hem and lifted it over the tops of my stockings and up to my waist. Her eyes shone in the light of the low, bedside lamps and she pressed her hand into her lap.‘Come closer and kneel down.’I knelt kaçak iddaa in front of her and she stroked my hair. She reached down and touched the pendant again.‘Is it attached exactly as I told you it should be?’‘Yes, it is Miss.’‘Does it hurt?’‘No, Miss.’Her hands touched, rested on my shoulders then stroked their way to my breasts.‘Tonight we’re going to make love. Tonight our bodies are going to learn about each other. We’re going to explore, taste and love. Tomorrow, well, that’s another thing altogether. OK?’I nodded.She stood and allowed her dress to slip off her shoulders and fall to her feet. Beneath it she wore only stockings and suspenders. Her nipples were hard, crowning the breasts that were only slightly larger than mine. They were darker and longer. The hair on her pubis was trimmed and neat. I saw that her lips kaçak bahis were swollen and her inner lips protruded slightly. She reached down and cupped my chin, lifting me to my feet. She undid the single button at my waist and pushed the straps off my shoulders and down over my arms, caressing me as she did so. My dress fell as hers had and I stepped out of the pool of fabric. The pendant hung from the waist of my knickers. She took the pendant and released it from the clip and she threw it to the chair.‘Undo the other clamp.’I pulled aside the crotch of my knickers and unclipped it, feeling the burning return of blood to my lip. A small moan escaped my lips and she leant to kiss me.‘A little pain, so very little. So much to learn. Take off your knickers.’I did so.I stood straighter and she kissed me again. This time her nipples illegal bahis pressed hard into my skin. She is slightly taller than I and they rubbed over the tops of my breasts as her tongue explored my mouth. She probed into me and her hands stroked my back. I lifted my arms to encircle her but she pushed them back to my sides. One hand went between us and palmed my breast as I tasted her mouth, the other went to my pussy and cupped it. She moaned softly and, leaning back, said, ‘So wet.’She took my hand and guided it to her treasure, using her finger to press mine between her lips. They opened and folded around my finger.I smiled, ‘So wet.’She smiled too and lifted my hand to my mouth, guiding that finger between my lips. I suckled, my eyes locked on hers.She pulled abruptly away and rolled back the bed covers. She slipped onto the bed and, looking at me, she said, ‘Go and hang the “do not disturb” sign outside.’ I went to find my dress but she said, ‘just do it.’ So I did. I was as quick as I could be and, so far as I know, unseen.
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