Compliance

Julie hints that maybe, maybe, what we are doing turns her on. How much? How?

Charlotte lifts her dress for me, and I manage to be… disappointed?!?

Charlotte wants to come. She forgets that she – in the current configuration – comes for ME.

Hope springs eternal. (Not _my_ Hope. Charlotte’s.) Charlotte really wants to chat with a guy, and I have a strong reaction.

In which Charlotte and I had yet another over-the-top fun evening.

Charlotte anticipates an orgasm or twelve, but her misbehavior results in NONE.

This is the first part of the date. The picture is of Charlotte, in part 2 of the date. But this is part 1….

I had hoped Diana would make her pretty body available to me in person. But it was not to be. At least… not yet.

And now? Hope does come for me.

Hope comes to me (and, in part 2, will come for me….)