I duly began to stroke it with a sense of accomplishment. My Master, who had his grip on my arm the whole time, suddenly pulled my hand away and smile... disapprovingly. Smiled because he knew I wanted my hand to linger and it pleased him to deny me that. He didn’t want me to stroke it, just to feel and know that it was there. In my obstinacy, I tried to graze his erect member with my behind. I had wished I could steal that moment from him yet Master mocked me, and asked that I face him. He. She came to a panting stop at the bench, her hands on her knees doubled over. She looked at her watch, seven minutes twenty six seconds. “Huh fuck me...?” she thought.The stranger had not moved. One hand still on the back of the bench. The other on his lap. She lifted her head to look at him, her still bent double giving a generous view of her breasts. He might not have moved but something was different. Then she noticed the obviously growing bulge in his shorts. He squeezed his hand again, now. More

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