Alejandro Fleharty

is missing, to cure what I term her " frustrations." I ask if she is willing to allow me to do this; she knows that, if she declines, I will release her immediately. Part of her considers this, but the rest of her is curious and a little thrilled. Ellen nods her consent. Immediately my fingers start unbuttoning her nightshirt, parting the fabric to reveal soft flesh underneath. My fingertips lightly stroke her skin...just barely skimming the surface, teasing nerves into life. For several minutes I continue, gradually drawing closer to her nipples, watching her chest rise and fall in anticipation. My thumb grazed across the surface of her nipples, causing her to gasp softly. While my hands begin manipulating her breasts, I lean down and kiss her lightly, lips moving across her face and down her throat. I nibble on