Coming Together
You left to go get ice and when you came back in the room, I was kneeling on the floor near the door. I had my head down palms on my thighs awaiting your command. A smile crosses your face as you come near. I am still wearing the sexy skirt, stockings and shirt I had worn out to the bar and in this position you have a clear view down my shirt. My breasts are spilling over the top. This causes you to think and you turn to search for the riding crop I brought with me. Sighting it, you walk over to retrieve it and come back to stand before me. Using the handle you tip my head back so you can see my eyes. Neatly you flip the crop in the air …