Jen dropped her hips lower and lightly rode his knee, making sure she didn’t press too hard. Had he been awake he may have expressed discomfort at t...is, but as it was, he couldn’t complain. And deep down, she didn’t really care. This was for her, any way she chose. Her fingers rested against his jean button as she began rotating her hips. She moved up a bit more so she could feel the edge of his kneecap and then used that to press into her clitoris, not hard, but controlled and backing off when. I made a big show of squirting lube on the plug—and they took their share of pictures of that, I can tell you. Then they took more as I bent over and started to ease the plug into my asshole. I started groaning, my clitty pulsing as I felt the plug filling fuller and fuller. They had both gone quiet now, but they carried on taking pictures. Middle aged guy handed me a ball gag with a bright red rubber ball. “You want me to wear that too?” He nodded. “Kinky.” I strapped on the ball gag and bent. . you can do THAT?!" Carrie sounded in awe."Yes..." Elizabeth said before clearing her throats. "And this too..." sheadded in a deep booming voice."Can I assume that you're not a natural blonde then?" Carrie said with asmug."Shut the fuck up and spread that sexy legs, bitch...!" Elizabeth orderedas she continued with her masculine tone.Carrie was no expert, but thought that she detected a hint of Brooklynpitch from that incongruous baritone which was miles apart fromElizabeth's southern accent.. Confused, his eyes search mine again for the answer to my mysterious behaviour. Well, here goes nothing! I say to myself. “Jason, I want you so badly, you have no idea. But in my heart I know I can’t give it up to you right now, especially since we just met. But at the same time ...” I stop mid-sentence and remove my shirt. He is dumb-struck by my sudden brazenness at the removal of my clothing. “... I want to learn. And I want to be on top.” At least I’ll have some form of control. .