I kiss as far up as your jaw line and as far down as your shoulder, not wanting to miss a singe square inch. Finding strength in your extremities agai..., your wrap your arms back around my neck and your legs around my waist. I cease with my kissing on your neck and you open your eyes to see me looking passionately back into them. I lower my face to yours and kiss you again, every time feeling like the very first time. Simultaneously, you feel a familiar pressure in your nether regions. I press. I think some competitive juices were running. Then it was over and my other day began.When my clients were released to go shower, I headed for my studio for a change of clothes. It felt odd to think of it in those terms, rather than a change of costume. At the studio, I untied Christine, so she could help me change. She had been working on the computer during the exercise session. Since flexibility was Christine's current objective, I had lashed her ankles to opposite ends of a pole. That way. “Scotch and soda if you have it.”“I have it, but I can’t stand Scotch, so I don’t know if it’s any good.” I held up a bottle. “Glenlivet. Any good?”“It’ll do,” he said with a smile.I made a couple of drinks, Scotch and soda for him, and a Seven and Seven for myself. I handed him his drink. “Here’s to knowledge and thoroughness.”“Oh, Christ! Was that a long time ago!” ‘ Knowledge and Thoroughness’ is the Rensselaer motto.We sat back down around the coffee table. “So, what the hell are you doing. Melinda came over and asked, "Does it hurt too much?" I shook my head no.My arsehole was being teased by a finger. I felt it being lubricated, and then felt something going in, spreading it out and popping in. A butt plug, I assumed. I'd never had anything in there; it felt odd but okay.A blonde with short hair slid a dildo into my pussy, and turned a switch to make it vibrate. Ohhhh, it was buzzing against the butt plug through the walls in between. And, of course, it was vibrating my G spot.I.