As soon as desert came, and she knew the waiter would not be back for a while, she made her move. Under the tablecloth she went, and pulled his zipper...down with her teeth. Fortunately, for her, he was wearing boxers that night. “Easy access” she thought to herself as she proceeded to pull his hard, pulsating dick out of his pants, and lightly tickled the head with her tongue. He tried not to show that anything was happening under the table, but he was having trouble controlling the soft moans. We take turns to choose from our listsFantasies can be as simple or as complicated as you like.If a fantasy needs props then it’s the owner of the fantasies job to provide them.If you have a fantasy you’re not allowed to introduce it in bed before bucket night!If you’re not comfortable with the fantasy you can say No.No involvement of other people without mutual agreement.Safe word is Access Denied!----------------------------------------‘OK, this is one I’m not sure of but I want to try it out. One day my clinic was full of patients. It was evening time suddenly I got what I wished for. The younger lady and the landlady walked in my clinic. I smiled at my patient. The young lady did not make eye contact. After seeing two patients, I attended them out of turn. The landlady (my old patient) had come for routine checkup of her blood pressure. She got some medicine for her sore throat.Than came the young lady’s turn. My heart was thumping with anxiety. She complained of numbness in. I hadn't been expecting frilly black silk panties."Put 'em on, witchy."I slid them up my legs and she helped tug them into place."Tights now," she said and produced a pair of seven denier black tights with glow in the dark spider web patterns on them.I sighed and she helped me put them on, stroking my legs through them and making me wonder whether this might be a good idea after all. I had certainly never imagined how nice being touched through them would feel on my smooth legs. I knew how much.