I have goosebumps, more from the thought of your touch than the cool air in my room. My nipple grows harder and I find it getting more difficult to ty...e my side of this chat. You tell me your philosophy has always been “ladies first” which I find quite charming, yet I feel selfish in not being able to type fast enough as my mind and my body are being distracted by your words. I tell you how I will hold your cock at its base with my index finger and thumb. I wrap around and tighten my grip as. It is almost as good as the normal way for both partners. "Can we try that? asked Liz. "Someday" I said.Next, there is bondage. One of the partners get tied up or restrained in some way and the other person can do what ever they want with that person. "Oh that sounds like fun teacher" Sissy said. "Can we try that with you?" Not yet, you're not ready. We would have to do it to you first I told them. But between you and me, it sounds like fun with these two teens. I can just imagine what they. We both knew that we could each trust the other to listen, to take what was revealed seriously, to not laugh; in short, to care."Do you want to talk about it?" I think so." She pulled away a bit and propped herself up on one elbow. She looked at me, displaying that slight hesitation in her manner that I had learned to recognize as indicating that she was approaching a difficult subject.I teased her a little, attempting to ease her nervousness. "So tell Little Brother what's so important."She. "The dildo has been in ourfamily for years, but last night it disappeared from the safe in ourlibrary. Our oriental houseboy has also disappeared and we think he mayhave stolen it for war profiteers in Japan to hold for ransom." Write it up and sell it to Paramount. So what does this have to do withme? I take no sides in these petty little post-war disputes," I spat."We need to get that dildo back, and our family is willing to pay for it.It leaves a hole in our legacy that must not remain.