I placed my hand on her tanks and let her breath do all the movement. Some more time passed and I had to make the final move. I gave small squeeze and...later started pressing them hard. Her breathing had increased and now I was enjoying it. But to my disappointment she woke up and removed my hand. Fuck!! Now I was tensed. Still after some time I gave a try one more time and received the same fate. Next morning I was tensed but She was normal. Soon the reunion ended and I was making a plan of. And if you're not feeling it ona particular day you deal with it. If need be W/we will give you remindersthrough punishments and such, but don't ever disrespect me like that again.Remember you wanted this, so make a up your mind."I'm sorry it won't happen again." We will see."With that she went bed. That night there was no diapering or early bed oranything of the sorts. During the week, there were no panty checks or anyor subtle reminders of O/our femdom relationship. I could tell She. Her moaning wasn’t moaning anymore. She was grunting in a way that seemed muffled (as if she had a pillow over her face), yet it was still loud enough to the point where I didn’t have to put my ear close to my wall anymore. This went on for 45 minutes, full speed penetration and her grunting like it was the most intense orgasm ever. I was really impressed by hearing Lynn and Mr. Mystery Man fucking like bunnies for almost an hour. What happened next was amazing. After I started getting hard. George was standing only a few feet away and neither of us had noticed him.“George, how long have you been there?” I asked him.“I saw it all. Derreck, you are amazing. God your cock is still at least half hard. And Meg, what a performance. The best BJ you have ever given, at least as far as I know. So really, did he taste good?”“Jesus Christ, George! Yes, he tasted wonderful, better than you. His cum is thick and creamy, sort of sweet and loads of it; it is wonderful. Not at all like your.