Andthen when she was blindfolded she couldn't see you so her mined listenedfor your voice telling her it was ok." What can I do? How can I help her?" ...ina wanted to know."Don't let her be blindfolded again unless you are right there with her.Don't let her perform in any of the classes unless you are there to giveher the permission and approval she seeks." She fished something out ofher desk drawer and quickly fastened it to my collar. "That is a medicalalert tag," she explained. "It tells. Which he did, he found me in my living room on my knees. He was an older guy, but on the plump side, but I didn't mind.He smiled when he saw me kneeling on the floor, wearing only a pair of my wife's black Lacey hold up stockings. He came straight over to me, unzipping as he did. I was a little sad to see he wasn't yet hard, but I took his flaccid cock in my mouth and rolled my tongue around his bell end and was rewarded with his cock growing in my mouth. He moaned slightly as his small limp. “Please, Mike, not there, please,” she barely squeaked out, then stammered in a calmer tone, “That’s something that just ... If you could read my mind right now, it’s just, uh, just let me tell you, later. Please, just continue what you were doing to my little pussy. That felt ... wonderful.”I looked long and hard at her, and then kissed the inside of her spread thighs. After she pled with me to stop my butt play on her, I made sure I stayed a good distance away from that area as I licked and. I headed out about six oclock and expected Cindy home shortly after the party was over at seven. It was after nine-thirty when she walked in with a smile on her face. I knew something was up. She walked over to where I was sitting on the couch and sat down on my lap. She leaned in and looked me in the eyes and said I have been a very bad girl. Instantly my dick sprang to attention. This was becoming our signal that she had been fucked by someone else and had a story to tell me. Tell me all.