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Suddenly, it was starting to become amusing. “So, you like it when women take control, when they use you sexually, then?”
A wide grin came across his face. Charming, definitely. I listened to him ramble – he started to tell of his fantasies as I went into my luggage and started searching around. I was still in my short leather skirt and tight black top. I casually unzipped my skirt and stepped out of it as he continued to talk and talk about his fantasies, hesitating slowly only for a moment to comment on my body – then going into a long explanation of how he really was a tongue slave, a good “pussy worshiper” and was great at oral.
As I pulled my strap on harness from my luggage, it was painfully clear that his fantasies of submission were really fantasies of self indulgence. I just smiled at him as he kind of gave my harness a double-take, then turned his attention to Leslie and Natalie, emerging from the bathroom in various stages of undress. Natalie loved to lounge around in lingerie, and Leslie had just unbuttoned her blouse a little and let her hair down. They both looked stunning. It was clear they were ready to play.
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