”“But you had better always honor it,” Mistress Sam said harshly. “There is a line between BDSM and abuse.”“And once you cross that line,�...� Mistress Gloria said, “you could find yourself answering to the police.”“Or,” Mistress Sam added, “to ‘the community.’ You definitely wouldn’t want that.” As she said community, she did air quotes to indicate that ‘the community’ was equivalent to ‘the lifestyle.’About this time, holly, puddy tat, cheryl, and kristi arrived carrying the picnic table from in. The rhythm she kept was entrancing and I lost myself to the beauty of her frame and the pleasure that ran through my body, the silence broken only by the rocking of the bed.Katie’s nipples made my mouth water as they moved around under the sway of her motion. I held her still so that I could sit up and meet them with my teeth, carefully nibbling on her hard nipple. She groaned and pushed down on me and held me by the shoulders. I kissed the other nipple before laying her down on her back.She. She marched up to me and grabbed the waistband of my trousers and expertly had them undone and pulled them down around my ankles. I jumped in shock and immediately tried to regain ownership of my discarded clothing. She quickly pushed my hands away, disarming me with her beautiful smile. Her big blue eyes beamed up at me, and I realised I was not to be reprimanded but pleasured. She gently took my balls in her hand while teasing the end of my cock with her moist tongue. She circled it around. Francine is much more helpful when there is a question posed. Then, only about 75% of the commentary is disposable.Francine told me about the evening she and CC had spent. I knew from experience that Francine was an excellent teacher. This helped me connect some dots. I asked Francine about plans for the wedding preparations. Much to my surprise, she was well informed with the progress, including what Sean had done that day. Having Amish in the picture raised some interesting questions, though.