Using her tongue and fingers she soon had me wet in no time at all. I was slurping her pussy, concentrating on her stiff little clit and fucking her c...nt with my fingers. We were so wrapped up in this hot action that the door opening didn’t interfere with our pleasure. He sat on the sofa and was content to lay back, watch and enjoy, and play with his rapidly hardening cock and soft balls beneath his pin-striped suit. He stood and walked over to the bed. Dawn saw his cock straining against the. I kept licking her and reached her ear. She was responding well. I slowly turned her around and started giving her lite kisses on her cheek and neck, her hands reached my back and she held me tightly. Then I kissed her lips. She bit me hard, she was really hot. I picked her and laid her on sofa. She literally tore away from clothes and held my tool lovingly in her hands and said she missed batman (that’s what she used to call my tool) and started licking it. She really was an expert at that.. By being strong in your resolve and resisting temptation to let things slide, you are setting the example for your slave to live up to.Choose your emotional response carefully. This may mean being silent until you cool off, if what you are about to say, or shout, is not appropriate in order to set a positive example of self-discipline. Trust me, I have been there, and correcting or punishing while you are emotional or angry will do more harm than it does good.Clearly communicate your desires.. "But first, shall I turn off the computer?" What? And deny me the pleasure of reading the latest opus from the Cream of Sheba? That would never do. Just get me a whisky. And two cubes of ice."Tony scurried back to the kitchen. What did she say? 'The Cream of Sheba'? Did this mean that she knew? That she'd known all along? Or maybe it was just part of the text of the story. He could pretend it was written by someone else. That he'd downloaded it off the Internet. That'd be better than confessing.