And, that was when Lilith first spoke to me. She stroked my hair and sang to me. She told me that she would protect me, keep me safe. She promised tha... no one would ever be able to hurt me again. She kept that promise, Erik. The only thing that she neglected to tell me was that in order that no one hurt me again, no one would ever love me again. That was the trade. I could not allow anyone to become close to me. I remember when Madame would try to hold me and comfort me, but I would not allow. She licked at Maisy's throat and neck and ear.She had decided that she wanted to go around the world on the sexy cowgirl, to savor every inch of her smooth flesh before she got to the juicy main course between her legs. Maisy fell back across the bed.Marion began to work her way down the woman's sleek, arched body. She kissed and licked and sucked on her tits. She moved down her stomach and onto the gentle rise of her belly. Maisy began to moan, and her hips switched from side to side. She drew. I’m all about getting extra steps in so I said there is another route that cuts through a park. As we walked back to the office, she once again walked very close to me, occasionally bumping her hand and thigh against me.Park Bench!Half way through the park she sat down on a bench and asked me to join her. I sat down leaving about 3 feet between us. She started talking about past relationships and how she was hurt and heartbroken a few times. She asked me about my relationships and asked me. I pick up the first item, a white ostrich feather. I hold it in front of my eyes, the candlelight permeating through the almost microscopic filaments. I lean forward and let the fine tip of the feather gently stroke the back of your ankle. You tense a little, knowing contact has been made and my game has started. I slowly run the feather up and down the length of your leg. As the feather reaches the back of your knee you start to squirm and then up the inside of your thigh. The touch of.