Ken mentioned the nipple clamps and they added those, and several other toys to the list. He sensed that Jane was a little sad and wondered why."It's ...othing, Master." she said as they got in the car."Jane dear, you should tell me if there is something wrong." It's a slave's duty to obey and please her Mistress or Master. There's nothing wrong." OK. If it's your duty to obey, then I'd like you to tell me what's wrong."She was silent for a moment, then said, "Well, it's just that I've found such. Now the abstract photos of erotica were basically the ‘hands’ of a woman and a man with different props done creatively. So I asked mom to wash her hands neatly and to apply some lotion to cover her winter acne.We started taking different photos of our hands together. It was weird but at that moment I was more scared than to feel something else. We used props like apple, book, knife, watch, bracelets, a red cloth, etc. We used these creatively enough, like for instance, we used the bracelet to. He is almost teasing her now ,making her beg and yearn for his touch. She can hardly stand it. He has her on fire and she needs him badly. He knows this. That's why he is teasing her so much because he knows just what to do to bring out these desires in her. He knows her so well.Suddenly she feels his finger touch her swollen clit and starts rubbing it gently as she feels her orgasm start. He rubs a little bit harder and she moans in the night as the passions start burning inside her.He reaches. 'm not sure why, but when it was just Allison and I, I don't remember dreaming at all. Maybe it had something to do with the parents coming home, or being back in my bed. Whatever the reason, it seemed like as soon as I hit my pillow I found myself in the hallway outside, of all places, Shannon's room. I had been trying to think of how to talk to her but hadn't come to any real conclusions. I guess somewhere in my head a part of me thought I was ready.