She had always been a woman who wanted respect and consideration from a man. Maybe she was even a little selfish in bed sometimes, enjoying being pamp...red more than doing the pampering. But last night had nothing to do with respect. Greg wasn’t inconsiderate in bed, but that wasn’t necessarily because he was concerned about Julie’s pleasure. He was just a great fuck. That’s what gave him the confidence: having that big dick and knowing how to use it. That confidence, in turn, gave him that. My eyes roll back into my head as your lips close around my clit. I bite my lip and arch my back again as you flick my clit gently with the tip of your tongue. I place my own hand over my mouth to keep from being loud and rock my hips against your face. My eyes roll back as you start to fuck me with your tongue. I rock my hips against your face in a grinding pattern and I start to pant. I gently slide my free hand down between your face and my pussy. I guide you back up to my mouth and kiss. One night about three weeks later we had just come in from the pub with a take-a-way meal. After we had tidied up our mess she snuggled up to me on the sofa. With out any pre-planning I put my arms around her and I kissed her neck."Mmm, that's nice," she cooed. She turned and kissed me full on the lips."You know of course that I've always fancied you," she said, "ever since Gail brought your home for the first time." But you were only a school girl at the time," I observed."Well so what," she. , she said, "OK sissy, that's enough. You have a long daytomorrow. It's your bedtime."I thought about protesting. In bed at 10? But before I did I felt theburning on my butt and said, "Yes, Miss Emily," and followed her upstairs.As I followed Miss Emily up the stairs, I was aware of how I was holding myarms, keeping my wrists limp. I was following behind her as I tried to makesure I didn't forget how to walk. I could still feel that paddle on my buttand I didn't want to give her a reason to.