She told me to make sure it was well lotioned as she definitely didn’t want burned lips. I spent nearly a minute making sure her lips and the hood o... her clit were lotioned. By the time I began to move up her hip, she was rocking her hips. While I was busy making sure Heather’s lips were well lotioned, Nick was making sure her right tit was well lotioned. He spent extra time rubbing her nipple at the same time I was rubbing lotion on her lips and clit. Nick and my hands were meeting at her flat. ‘Hi, Kurt,’ I utter breathlessly as I amble to sit on his lap. ‘Hi, Annabelle,’ he murmurs back, his eyes gazing at me like I’m the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen. Sitting backwards on him so I am facing his chest, I seductively whisper, ‘I never did thank you for driving me home.’ I give him a wet kiss on the cheek and slide my crotch forward to give him a hint of a lap dance as I stand up. He stands too, shoves me against the wall, and starts kissing me so well that I moan against his. She wanted to know when and I suggested the next Saturday. Since it was Thursday evening it would give her more than a day to work up the courage. I then told her that I had given it some thought and that “the shoot” would be in our bedroom so as to make her more comfortable. She professed to be happy with that and the plans were finalized. I almost couldn’t stand the day and a half wait. At work I was a mess, not able to concentrate on anything. The one thing I took care of had. He was right, we both needed this moment. The glow from the bathroom light illuminated our skins. I wanted him, and wanted him now. "So, if you knew I'd give in easily, why am I tied up?"He smirked before saying, "Because, this gives me a chance to love you my way, without you trying to take control." Me? Take control? Why, I have know idea why you'd feel like that."That was a total smart ass comment. I loved being in control, and pleasing him, more than being pleasured myself by him. I knew he.