My place. Come.’ She said taking his hand and dragging him out of the bar after her. They fell into the cab together and she managed to take her lip... away from his just long enough to give the cab driver her address. After that they were all over each other, touching fondling, kissing and caressing with reckless abandon. He started with one hand on the back of her head and the other feeling her wonderfully soft ass through her skirt. That wasn’t enough for long. Soon his soft strong lips and. . Just read it out?”“Title and author first, of course.”“Okay, this is Fingersmith, by...”“Sarah Waters. I’ve read that. Go, go.”“Where are your lips,” I said.“My lips?” she answered in a tone of surprise. “They are here.”“Oh, I remember this, Ollie. No need for the funny voices. You’ve got it wrong anyway. Two women.”“Yeah?”“Yeah. More.”I knew how to do it all right, for Dainty had shown me, once. Kissing Maud, however, was not like kissing her. It was like kissing the darkness. As if the. I acquiescently nodded before I watched his bulky frame sauntering off.Later that day, Sylvia phoned, and in the sweetest voice, invited me for dinner that Friday evening. Unpredictably, I could not say no.Much as Loki appealed to me, the Sylvia factor was hardly overwhelming me with enthusiasm. I had to admit that the scenario intrigued me.With a modest bunch of flowers that I managed to pluck from my garden and a bottle of good wine, I made my way to Loki and Sylvia’s temporary home on. Sweat runs over my black latex and drips onto the floor. The doorbell rings, giving her a few moments to come to terms with her pain and humiliation. Julie walks in, smiling at me, and looking lasciviously at the naked body stretched over the frame. Julie’s brought the interesting stuff. She slips off her coat revealing a latex leotard and thigh high leggings. She walks towards me and places her hand on my latex covered cunt. She fondles it, just inches from our victims' face. Julie slips her.