It's like you were born to eat pussy."Not exactly the thing a guy wants to hear, although I was happy to knowthat I did something to please her. I wa... wondering when we'd make lovethe normal way. I tried to coax her along by reaching between her thighsand massaging her clit. She kind of pulled back and said apologetically,"Danni dear, I hate to say it, but I'm a little sore down there."The look of disappointment on my face must have been crystal clear. "OhDanni dear," she said. "I'm so. They’d pared it down far enough that nothing much could go wrong. She met Eric’s parents and sister. Rachel was a single mom. Her kid, a 12-year-old, was staying the night with friends. The Stewart family had come in from Moline and was spending the night in a motel.The rehearsal dinner was in the back room of yet another Evanston restaurant. There had to be tons of those. There were more, of course, in Chicago, but there weren’t anywhere near as many in Belmont-Cragin and Portage Park as there. She’d had roommates before. She’d slept with men -- slept with George Foster in particular -- before. But a live-in lover was different from a roommate. And sleeping with George hadn’t really involved sleeping; their relationship in bed had been quite active.Now, though, everything was different. None of her roommates had slept in the same bed. None would have had an erection pressed against her back if they had. Nor would their chins have been so bristly. George’s beard had been delightful. Acetal is a sort of polyoxymethylene plastic, quite durable and almost as tough as fiberglass.After she’d stripped me and left marks up and down my naked body with the cane, Mother told me she was taking me downtown to the Scourge Society carpenter’s shop for a ?purchase?. Mother and Dad were experienced players in the Scourge Society, which at that time was Greensboro’s premier BDSM group.The Society had a gift shop and of course their carpentry store, and I was taken down and Mother fitted.
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