Trust."Close your eyes," I tell you.You want this. You want my lover's cock in your mouth. You can't resist it. You desperately want to suck cock for ...e.Now imagine you have your eyes closed. Picture only darkness and concentrate on what you feel and the sensations of contact. You feel the soft carpet under your knees and feet. You feel the cool air breezing in from the balcony across your naked body. You feel my hand on the back of your neck, my fingers sliding up through your hair. You feel. She kissed me again, tenderly then pursed her lips and blew, her cool breath feeling amazing against my swollen lips. I moaned, struggling helplessly against my bonds, trying to push my hips back against her mouth, wanting to feel her tongue on my pussy, desperate for more.“Please,” I whispered, barely able to form the word. She laughed again, giving me another kiss on the thigh.“Answer my question first. You enjoy it when she hurts you, Kitty?”“Yes,” I mumbled, tears threatening at my. Now my husband and I hardly ever have sex and I miss it." I was beginning to develop a better understanding today's real agenda. "That's really really hard to understand, Bridget. You are gorgeous and so sexy. How can he keep his hands off of you?" "Thank you for those kind words, Richard," she said while finishing her first martini. "I'm not kidding. You are sexy and beautiful." At that she got up to mix herself a second drink. "Dick, are you sure you don't want a beer?" "On second. “My name is Paul and I’ve noticed you and I think you are very pretty.”She smiled really big.“I live in the same building five apartments to the north. I was just about to leave and get some breakfast at the Denny’s down the street. I wondered if you’d like to join me?”“How old are you, Paul?”“Twenty-one, that’s not too old for you, is it?”“Probably not,” she said with a fabulous giggle.“So does that mean you’ll go with me to breakfast?” I asked never realizing how difficult I had thought this.