<strong>Tsade ~ Training</strong><br/><br/><br/>Lily sprang into action as a gazelle in flight. Her body athletic, as she pressed those curves into his service. He decided to take her to the track tomorrow and possibly the racket ball court for a round or two. It would be good exercise for them both.<br/><br/>She returned, but not breathless with effort. As she knelt into position and offered the clips her sides were heaving. He regarded her as she word the look of concern for what he might have planned for her.<br/><br/>Tsade leaned forward, his hand gliding along her hip, ignoring her offering for the moment. Her body alive under his touch, her skin gathered. His own body responding. Again he simmered on the edge of desire.<br/><br/>It was then he choose to reach out with his other hand and accept the clips. His fingers trailing across her bare pussy. His thumb stroking in and brushing against her clit.<br/><br/>Her slender neck a prisoner of his collar. Her breasts tight and young had his attention once again. He stroked the cold metal clips across her nipple.<br/><br/>“What do you think I might do next, Lily?” He asked in a husky whisper.