” She said in almost a mistress-like tone. Just then she pulled off her soaked panties, flung them across the room, and sat her puffy clit down on m... lips. I fought her efforts for a brief moment, but then thought to myself ‘Will I ever get this type of an opportunity again?’I gently kissed her outer lips and inner thigh, and then I gently kissed her clit as softly as I had kissed her sweet lips earlier. Then giving no warning to my intentions and partly out of inexperience I took her great. ” She paused. “And who would that be?”“I can’t say.”“Why?”“Because if you, the most incredible body I have ever been with, are not who I want you to be, I would hurt you, and I don’t want that. Part of my feelings for you have to do with the things we do here, understand? So I need you to tell me who you are. And it’s not fair. You know who I am. That way, if you’re not my dream girl, at least I can pretend you are and not hurt you.”“Gee, thanks.” She ground around on my cock for several. “Yes, Auntie.” Another creak, and my feet lost contact with the floor for a short moment. I quickly pressed down with the balls of my feet, but half of my weight rested on my arms now, and if I wanted to carry more of it on my feet, I would have to get up on tiptoes. “Ow!” I complained again. “It’s part of the punishment,” Helen told me from right behind me. “so it needs to hurt a little. By the way, little Bunnie, do you have a safeword?” “Yes,” I started to say, but the moment I parted my. Walking out the door, I didn't feel so much like I was leaving her completely alone.The drive back was peaceful. I drove with the windows down and the radio off, just listening to my thoughts. In the hours since Amy's collapse, I hadn't had much time to think. We did end up going to Davenforth's after all, though none of us ate much. There was just nothing else to do. We didn't want to go home and stare at the four walls. We picked at salads and the girls talked about how wonderful Ron had.