" You're real cute, you know," she said as she looked at me head to toe. "You're nervous, don't be." Her eyes were burning through me and I felt a lit...le embarrassed. "I've been wanting to do this," she said as she stepped closer to me.Our kiss was electric. I had never kissed a girl before and wondered what took me so long. This was amazing, her hands were all over me and our tongues were dancing. We each pulled away after a while and she looked at me to gauge for my reaction."Wow," I said.. .. Hell... O, God Tylor... yes... Yes... YES!"Dylan toppled over onto my back as he slow fucked me a while longer. Breathing so heavy that he was nearly hyperventilating. I rolled him off me onto his side. Diving over the boy to suck his dick clean. Letting him stroke my hair. After rimming that pretty little bubble butt clean for a while, I moved to his side. Kissing him and thanking him for a good ride. Squeezing him tight against me.He ended up falling asleep next to me. Hooked in my arms,. L'astuce est de trouver un ensemble de punitions qui corrigent le comportement de la soumission et aboutir à quelque chose de plus positif.Par exemple:Un soumis se montre régulièrement en retard aux sessions, dates, etc.S'ils aiment les châtiments corporels, la fessée ne les récompensera que.Au lieu de cela, les faire asseoir et écrire 50 raisons pour lesquelles être en retard est une mauvaise chose, puis le lire à haute voix. Ils passent tout le temps alloué sur la liste, plutôt que d'avoir. Like the book store, the room tended to be dark, since it had no overhead lighting, the only lighting came from the small lamps scattered throughout. Also scattered throughout was Anissa’s collection of fantastical beings. A silver unicorn adorned one of the side tables, dragons with ruby and emerald eyes served as book ends on the shelf, and wizards with arms outstretched calling lightening forth stood guard at the table next to the entrance. Her sofa and chairs were covered in black leather,.