My first sexuall encounter related to BDSM was with a prostitute. She had an ad in our local newspaper and stated there, that she was experienced with...BDSM and beeing the dominant force at it. I called the number and nervously told her, that I would like to make an appointment. She told me, that it would be 50€ for about half an hour with her and I agreed.After I had called her and arranged a meeting with her about one hour later, I showered, mounted my bike and drove to her adress. She let me. "A Sunday school teacher asked her children as they were on the way to church service, "And why is it necessary to be quiet in church?" One bright little girl replied, "Because people are sleeping."Six-year-old Angie and her four-year-old brother, Joel, were sitting together in church.Joel giggled, sang, and talked out loud. Finally, his big sister had had enough. "You're not supposed to talk out loud in church." "Why? Who's going to stop me?" Joel asked. Angie pointed to the back of the church. Thorpe, and do a good job, she's had quite a long day!!!" Yes, ma'am," Joanne replied to her boss before turning her attention to Veronica, "follow me please, I have a private changing room set up and ready to go!!!Once inside the lavishly appointed dressing room, Joanne quickly went to work removing Veronica's clothing, stopping only when she was down to her bra and panties!!! "You have a very large chest, ma'am," Joanne commented softly while letting her hands run up and down the older. I pushed my face against the pillow to cover my moans. That's it, he said. You're going to like this before we're finished. He moved his hands in unison. My head was spinning as he pushed in and out while moving his hand down and up my dick. After a few minutes he pulled his fingers out of me. I felt the bed shake as he moved around, then I felt something wet touching my butt hole. It felt harder than his tongue and softer than his fingers. I screamed into the pillow as he pushed his dick in.