" We get in my truck and head to the bike shop.When we arrive, Im glad to see no cars in the parking lot cause our plan will go off without a hitch. I...tell her to go in first so he doesnt suspect were a couple or something. She gets out the truck and walks in. Little did she know that the guy that owns the store is an older man about in his mid 60s. I then get out and walk in about a minute later.As I walk in, I see that he has already approached her and the look on her face was priceless! She. Want to chat?" And in an instant an IM popped up. This thrill was different. No longer was it some anonymous male (if they were even males, who knows), but someone who had seen pictures of my own body, my toys, my cock in my hands. And he lived in the same city as me. We chatted slowly, him trying to tease out what I had and had not done, me being very honest with him. I was basically a bisexual virgin, plenty of women in the past, but no men. He said that was too bad, inquiring what I. I arched my back a little and felt words beginning to build in my throat; words that needed to be said. “Taste me!” I urged. “Do it! Taste me!” I had not even got the last word out before I felt Emily’s slick tongue lap over my puffy labia and her warm mouth against the heat of my now desperate sex. I let out an involuntary moan of exquisite pleasure as her tongue slipped and slid over my increasingly wet, swollen lips. Suddenly I felt her tongue tense and press inside me. I reached my arms. Chapter 2 Holly was collared & leashed wearing an overcoat& spiked heels , she aws seated in the backseat of their Oldsmobile with her 19 year old daughter Cindy , who had long black hair& was wearing spiked heels , tight jeans and a halter top Cindy had a tight athletic figure , medium size breasts & a firm ass.. Holly was ballgagged , & Cindy holding her leash. Her cuckold husband Philip was driving them to a motel where they'd meet Franny and Master Todd.Chapter 3- BDSM TIMECindy .