Still asleep and clueless though. With me stirring in sleep...the robe slips again...it falls away a bit more...and the moonlight makes it look quite ...nreal. There's a sash that prevents the robe from falling open completely. You don't want the sash... it's not helping. Without actually touching me you untie the sash…and slowly pull at it until it gives away half way but is still stuck. You have to make me move a bit to get it off. But, of course, you don't wanna wake me up. Quite the dilemma.. Instead found she had a pair of breasts as big around as cantaloupes. Not only were they huge with nice dark pink nipples, they were firm on her chest. I suspected fake boobs only to find she was one hundred percent woman when I made myself check for implants. She even had a tan that only showed the smallest bit of white around her areoles.I could get turned on seeing such firm breasts on a woman that had to be close to thirty.I didn’t even have time to hide the shudder of shock when she stood. From his props basket, he showed a toy set of traffic lights. In future when they indulged in BDSM she could direct things by the flick of a switch. Red would call a halt to proceedings, amber a lessening in intensity, green that things could be stepped up a gear. Conan promised her that he would take turns with her being the submissive partner as a way of penance, and, typically left field, selected a wind instrument as his means of indicating if their play was getting too rough. Alexandra. I had planned ahead for this and led him to the living room, where I straddled the back of the could exposing my ass to his tongue and mouth, where he prepared me very well orally. I then lubed my ass and inserted a dildo while I got onto my knees and sucked him hard, very hard, and very thick, all nine inches of beautiful black cock. I lubricated his cock, took out the dildo, and backed up to him while he sat back on the arm of the couch. We placed my ass over his cock, and ii slowly backed.