She was the woman of my dreams. A petite, dusky beauty, whowas never afraid to speak her mind.Apart from cross-dressing, I always had a strong interes... in bondageand was quite submissive. While I kept all my fetish a secret fromSalma in college, I decided to let her know the about my bondage fetishbefore marriage. She seemed cool with it then, saying that since sheloved me so much, she wouldn't let something like that get in the way.In fact, she made me paint her toenails on our second night. I had a hard time concentrating on her pussy, even though she said later I brought her to two orgasms that way. She was doing something, but I don’t know exactly what it was, nor did I care. Elizabeth had a lot more experience than the young girls I had recently been with and it showed. I found myself thrusting up into her mouth faster and faster as I neared my own orgasm. She pulled her mouth to the tip of my cock and stroked her hand faster. I was still lifting my hips with every stroke as I. Kenny looked around, thinking to evade her call."Come here. Don't be afraid," she said.Now that was a challenge Kenny could not refuse. He was eighteen years old and afraid of nothing! Well, at least that's what he told himself. He turned and tentatively walked toward the house."Come on, let me see you," she said.He stepped up onto the porch and stopped a few feet from the woman. She seemed to survey him from head to foot, her head shaking slightly from side to side as if in disapproval."Why,. More like a lil chubby and blue eyes. I eore a 36B bra and was kinda short for my age. Of course you are, any man that thinks your not is a fool! He said. I could feel myself blushing as Chris came over to me and ran his fingers through my hair. You are very beautiful Stella and any man would be lucky to have you. Yeah I know, I said unsure of what to say. Why was he all of a sudden acting like this. Is he trying to tell me he likes me? That he is into me? I know that you are obbsessed with.