When Ina, Meli and I had girl fun after they were done cunt and ass fucking, I always liked a little breast play.My body wanted this and wanted it bad... but that didn't mean I wanted it. Of course, Ina and Meli had decided what I wanted wasn't worth a single cockleshell.Despite all my struggles we reached the cave. Just looking at its shadowed depths was enough to chill my blood (and fire up my clit but I chose to ignore that bit)."Do you know what we do?" asked Meli and perhaps just a hint of. You will do whatever I tell you.”She looked at me in shock and thought, “the Gaul of the man, to think I am his. But why not, my life is boring right now? This would make it more enjoyable. I might even learn something,” and then she took the necklace from me, and placed it on her neck.“What do you know of sex? Since you have never had sex, have you ever masturbated?” asked her, more to shock than anything else.As in the early stages of a submissive relationship, you want to submit that. She was an older woman that looked to be in her late 40’s or early 50’s, but still quite attractive. She had short salt and pepper hair, a thin body and was very tall. There was barley a winkle on he well tanned face. She wore a long light blue summer dress that cling to her shapely body. I thought to myself: “Why couldn’t all my older female clients look this nice?” Most of my pick ups were…”Well let’s just say not all that desirable. Most of my clients were rich over weight snobs that were. Illegal alcohol was Holmes main business, bringing in rum and other spirits from the islands as well as popskull from the local stills and owning this tavern was just a sideline, a place to get rid of leftovers and to doctor up what he sold.Worried, dispeptic and in a hurry as he often was, Holmes crossed the Avenue. Slightly out of breath, he climbed the stairs of a large clapboard building with blue shutters, knocked and was admitted. "Harrison," he said to the man who had let him in. "I mean.