Some days we just sat and talked. Some days we read and then talked to each other. Not every day, but nearly, we had some form of sex. Sometimes it wa... just fucking. When one of us was in that mood the other got in pretty quickly. I could see it in her eyes, her shift from relaxed to lust. On other days we just lazily made love and it was perfect. We only went indoors when it was exceptionally hot.Today though was Friday again. It was three weeks since we had first given in but her perfect. "The stocking fitted tightly as always. Joyce smoothed it into place andsaw John's erection grow stiffer."Little baby loves my nylons, doesn't he? What little boy wouldn't wantlipstick and nylons over his face, precious?"She fussed over his benyloned head with her satin hands and gentlycaressed his cheeks, kissing him warmly on each one and on his nose,just so he could smell her own lipstick inside his stocking prison."Now let's stand up darling. That's it."John was not the only thing standing. Every thing she does to and for me is for my benefit, then ultimately she will reap the rewards of a most adoring sub ( clever little witch ). My lady considers herself to be a "sensual domme" . This had me puzzled for quite a while. I assume it to mean that the sub is there for her own personal pleasure, meaning the better I am trained , to perform as she wishes, and doing things to her, exactly as she likes it, then all the better for her. A sub is not there to be kicked and abused as this. "Not on the mattress, you stupid cunt! Get on the floor! Suck your own dick!"Will watched, totally amazed. Brian bent his body, the boy's big dick hung inches from his mouth, Brian had folded his body into a 'U' shape, but couldn't quite get his dick in his own mouth.Keith bent Brian's athletic body, Brian felt as if bones were about to break, then the kid found his own dick entering his mouth. Even Don watched, even Don had interest in this. Don smiled as he watched the boy's new.