My Thanksgiving Break Fantasy Featuring Mallory

Mallory in the park. On the edge of a metal seat. Sitting across from, and talking lightly with Master. There is an open seat for me, but I don’t take it. I step over the back of hers instead and sink down behind her straddling her back. My face in her hair, our bodies tight together… savoring everything possible about the proximity. Eventually, my hands push her hair aside so I can lightly kiss the back of her neck. My hands glide down her arms and proceed to roam… not listening to their conversation. Her feel, her smell has me reeling. Feeling more urgent, I can’t fight this growing sense of what I want, what I must have, my hands reach around, up her thigh, it only escalates my desire, Making me bolder than I should be. I push under her skirt. I brush the edge of her panties with the tip of my finger and every innocent, every wholesome thought I’ve ever had, is just gone. Things tighten. My finger continues …