Our book provided me with the specific nature of each woman’s likes and dislikes in bed. The recitation and note taking would enflame us both so muc..., that we always ended up tangled on Eleanor’s sheets, pleasuring each other until dawn. Years later, it and others like it would be provide a charming reminder and refresher course when they came to me as clients. At present, I have several dozens of these books, with which I shall do with them I hardly feign to know. The day I received word that. ”He pulled her sweater over her head, his fingers reaching around the back to unsnap her bra with a familiarity. His hands teased over her nipples until they stood out like hard erasers, sharp and pointed. He took out the rope, seeing her eyes staring at it, then up to his eyes. “Put your wrists together.”“Are you going to tie me up?” It was a stupid question, the answer obvious, but she wanted to hear him say it, her pussy growing soaked by the thought of being bound and sexually taken as if. My cock just wouldn't go down, it stayed so sensitive and stiff and I tried to cover it up with my gown."Why do you love my feet so much Peter, I don't understand, can you tell me? I have thought about when I saw you smelling my boots for weeks now , why would you like to do that so much, was that the first time?"I was sobbing big tears of some emotion or other, Freud would have had a field day, and the tears rolled down my face. My cock had stayed absolutely rock hard, and I felt none of the. The sexual tension in the small bathroom was palpable as Melissa stared at her son’s now dripping cock. A bubble of juice formed at the slit and she watched it slip lower, leaving a clear spidery string of juice attached to the slit. Then her hands moved toward his cock as if she couldn’t control them. Her mouth was open and her tongue came out to lick her suddenly parched lips.Her heart was pounding in her chest and her head was spinning as her hand grasped his cock again ... this time they.