Sometimes a master needs a gentle hug or a soft whisper. A seductive dance is always a joy to watch. "I am going to let you meet her." This is unusual... I often never meet my partner until I go on stage. Ursa locks a leash on to my iron slave collar and leads me to her. I am stunned by who I see. It is the brunette I have seen when I have been auctioned off and publicly whipped. The last time I saw her, she was wearing a miniskirt and a tight blouse with no bra. I wanted that girl more than. With This!' He laughed.'But it's So Much Bigger than your finger!''And it's going to feel So Much Better,than my finger!''Promise?' I asked.'I Promise!'He put me back on the bed and buckled wide,fur lined leather straps around my legs,just above my knees. He did the same to my arms. I remember laughing when he strapped me into a harness.'Brian, You thirsty?''Yes,Sir.''Here. Drink it all.'And I did. The next thing I knew the room was spinning and I fell back onto the bed.I didn't notice him. Again, he kissed the tight nodes of her ass, feeling her quiver and the pillows of ass become taut under his fingers. Her plump little butt pushed into his face, pressing the warmth of her rear around him. She groaned as his mouth flattened against her rectum.Kate's moans mingled with those of her stepsister's as she felt about an inch of the hose- like dildo slither from the clutching channel of her belly. The younger girl's hips began a writhing, bunching motion, as she began to fuck herself. She grinned at him. “I’ll say! I’m not telling my mother about yesterday, that’s for sure!”Bob laughed at that. “She’s going to be scandalized simply knowing we went to a nude beach. She’d never be able to handle ... yesterday.”“My sister, on the other hand, might want to know all the details.”He rolled his eyes. “Your sister would be buying a ticket tomorrow, and head there all by herself.”“Bob!” protested Liz. Bob simply gave her a dry look, and Liz acquiesced, shrugging and saying, “Well,.