She was describing how her current boyfriend just didn't "get" her. It was a BDSM chat-room so it was pretty clear what kind of feelings he didn't get... but it was still surprising to hear Miranda talk about her fantasies, her desires.She wanted to be controlled, more mentally than physically; she wasn't much into flogging and whips... although she said her nipples were very sensitive and enjoyed a good tweak.Her pleasure was to be told what to do, what to wear and have herself shown off, like a. She leant in closer. He could smell the scent of her shampoo, some kind of mixture of coconuts and fruit. Then came the kisses. They were soft, small, delicate touches as her lips moved slowly up his neck. Even the feeling of her breath sent shivers down his spine. His mouth fell open as a gasp of pleasure escaped him.As she continued to kiss him her hands fiddled with the buttons on his shirt, popping them open one by one, pulling it open. She then ran her hands slowly over his chest, leaving. So there I was, sucking on Frank’s cock while stroking Peter and Joe. I would alternate between their cocks, sucking on one and jacking off the other two. I decided after a while that it was time for the boys to cum, so I started working on Frank’s. After some strong sucking and stroking of his cock, he shot his load in my mouth. I then went to work on Peter; he couldn’t believe I could deep throat his cock. None of the other girls at school could come even close, but there I was my nose being. Her legs were as long as his whole body. He rested on top of her; his arms circling her breasts and holding them close to him as he lay comfortably between them. He started to lick around the sides on her ever growing nipples. His feet just about touched her mound and tickled her clit.Desdemona moaned out loud.“Feel my pussy?” She asked Matt.Matt slipped off her body and knelt between her opening legs. He pushed his face up against her pussy and licked her waiting and open lips. His whole face.