Her face was flushed and her body was growing warm with just his simple descriptions. She could feel the intensity of his hands on her body, and she could feel her body responding to him. She was stroking his cock harder now, and she felt its length harden in her hand. Her breathing became shallow and as she imagined the heat coming from her ass, as a suddenly chill ran down her spine.
All of the situations he presented left her with vivid and enticing mental images. However, she glanced at the chair, and imagined her body draped over it, her ass exposed and waiting. Somehow like a schoolgirl being punished for some misdeed.
As soon as she thought it, she was embarassed, yet still intrigued. She glanced up at Bart and gave him a rather unsteady smile.
“Um, the chair, I think. Yes, I think that would do very well.” She waited, not certain what she was supposed to do next.
All of the situations he presented left her with vivid and enticing mental images. However, she glanced at the chair, and imagined her body draped over it, her ass exposed and waiting. Somehow like a schoolgirl being punished for some misdeed.
As soon as she thought it, she was embarassed, yet still intrigued. She glanced up at Bart and gave him a rather unsteady smile.
“Um, the chair, I think. Yes, I think that would do very well.” She waited, not certain what she was supposed to do next.