I pulled his head down and kissed him deep with my tongue. His cock wasstill in my ass, however a little softer now. He let go of my mouth as hepulled...his cock out of my ass, and slowly lowered him self down my body.Licking up all the cum I had shot just a minute or two before that wasstill all over my chest. He continued licking each and ever drop he couldfind until he reached the pleasure reservoir that was being held in mybelly button. He put his tongue deep inside and sucked up ever bit of. The most obvious thing he saw, was that his skin had somehow turned blue. All Randy could do was stare at his hand, then hold it up, seeing that it was all colored a somewhat dark blue. Thinking that it must be some kind of a joke, that one of his friends had painted him while he slept, Randy got up and hurried to the bathroom. Turning on the water, he put his hands in, and tried washing them off, almost panicking when they weren't coming clean. Looking up, he caught his reflection. She has a beautiful body and wonderful skin. She loves to be caressed. Right now she was in a long sleeveless teeshirt with tags that tied at the shoulders and a pair of panties. My eyes ran across the shape of her leg, with my fingers following suit. As my palm cupped her crotch, I heard a quick intake of breath. Her eyes were half closed. She stopped, with my thumb in her mouth. Then removed it and taking my hand, put it on her breast. I slowly drew her closer, and gently tugged at the tag on. . a... I..." Come on woman. I ain't got all day. What is it? Does ya need a big fat dildo to help ya get off? Maybe a nice long black one to make hubby jealous? Is that it?"I shook my head no. Then in a voice barely audible, "I want a collar to show my husband that I love him."She smiled and reached for my hand. I offered my hand to her and she led me to an alcove of her store devoted to a certain perversion. Whips and chains hung from the wall and an assortment of leather masks stared blankly.