“And that's sort of normal. But looking at my bits: that is rude.”“It's exciting,” I said. “For me, anyway.” I stood up and took off my je...ns and underpants. “You can look at me,” I offered. “You like that, don't you?”“Looking at a man's penis?” she said, considering the options of agreement or argument, acquiescence or sparring. “Yes, I like looking at your penis. But you're supposed to be licking me.”“Sorry,” I said playfully. “Where are my manners?”“Exactly,” she said. “I'll tell your. "Sure. You can get something to eat here; my parents are out all day. And it's free!"Once again Fiona and I exchanged looks. This was getting into dangerous territory for a couple of frauds like us. If the girls were looking for some sexy fun with us they wouldn't be very impressed by the socks in our panties! "Er... I think we'd rather find a McDonalds if you don't mind," I said. "But thanks for the offer." No, don't be silly, we can grill you a burger, a nice home-made one and you can hold. ? Theyobeyed without a word but with many pitiful whimpers and moans.? Rhianna glanced at Kirti as she covered upher tender cheeks.? The Indian woman wasrocking unstably on her high heels, her head down and tears streaking down hercheeks.? Rather than the proud, haughtywoman Rhianna knew before, she looked defeated and broken.? The sight increased Rhianna?s sense of beingin a dream; except that the throbbing from her ass told her otherwise.?Excellent first stage, ladies,?Peter said.? ?I think. “But, we’ll get to that in a moment.” Fingerdoo, could barely breathe. Goodhead stood and walked from behind the desk. She walked slowly behind Fingerdoo. Her Jimmy Choo three inch heels clicking on the marble tiled floor. She turned and stood beside Fingerdoo. Close beside her. “Do you like working for me, Miss Fingerdoo?” “I…yes ma’am I…” “Call me Domina,” smiled Goodhead. “Ma’am is far too formal don’t you think?” “I….don’t-“ “Yes, it is,” smiled Goodhead, placing a hand on Fingerdoo’s arm..