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She was naked except for her silky black stockings and garter belt, and I could see glistening wetness shining between her legs. It was time for me to pleasure her, to pay her the same level of attention I did the first time. I unfastened the top button of my shirt. It was all I still had on; I'd removed my pants long ago when Lynne had sucked my cock. " Do it, slowly," she prodded, " make it exquisite." It was the same demand she had made of me last week, and she was trying to get a rise out of me. I gave her no such pleasure. " Only the lover can make demands of the mistress," I retorted, though I curled the corners of my lips up in a devious smile. " Now tell me you're sorry, and you want