I took her in confidence and slowly removed her hands from her boobs. She looked awesome without anything on top of her body. I cupped both the boobs ...ith my hand and pressed them hard. She screamed a bit with pain. I closed her mouth with another kiss on her lips. I was contenting circling, pressing and pinching her boobs with my hands. Then I moved down to lick and suck the lovely pair of boobs. I wanted her to make as horny as possible before making love to her. Slowly I reached her navel. Anita sat down next to me as Jeff stood there. “It will be alright,” she told me as she hugged me close. Anita motioned for Jeff to come closer and soon he was standing in front of us as we sat there. Anita asked me to undo Jeff's belt and pants. I said, “I am not too sure about this.” Anita said, “John, it’s ok. You know you want to do this.”I reached out and undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants. “Ok now, John,” Anita said, “pull his zipper down and pull his pants down.” I did, and his. " It can't get much bigger. Rubbing might make it smaller." Smaller?" It might ejaculate, and then it's likely to soften."She kept rubbing. "I want to see it cum. Please." If it does come, it'll be soft and you can forget about fucking." Good. Is that a good conclusion to this?"What could I say? I was ready to explode. Big boy was so big and hard and the skin was tight like a balloon ready to explode. "Its so sensitive and unprepared. Rubbing hurts it." She backed off, as if she had done. Foremost in my mind, however, was that night, not two months ago, outside of Grace Cathedral when we promised each other that, for however long our fragile little hearts kept beating, we’d love and cherish and honor and obey each other. And yet, here I was, admitting that I wanted to play with someone else… “She understands what it’s like to be a kitty.” It was the only answer I had to give. It was also the truth. Kay is, for lack of a better word, a Domme. Not the kind you generally think of.