We made our little tents and found a cheesy scary movie on the tube. Soon we grew tired and switched to wrestling, laughing and drunker than cootie b...own we rolled around on the floor till we were tuckered out and soon we were snoring in peaceful sleep. Sometime later I started to stir from an uncomfortable feeling, I was half sleep when I looked down to see my legs in the air and Larry licking passionately at my butt hole. Damn it felt too god for me to stop him, beside I don't think I. I lay down over Her lapon the couch and She sets the bowl on my back, and the mug just betweenmy legs. Every now and then, she gives me a soft swat on the butt. I lovewatching movies with Her. When we get to the part where Buttercup finallyrealizes that Westley loves her by saying as you wish, I ask Mistress if Shewould like to have a slave like him. She replies with just a smile. I know Shewould like to have other slaves if She could, but I also know that She lovesme dearly, and if She got. Once again, she flashed the trademark smile: warm and enticing, irresistible and disarming; I was putty in their hands. She too, turned away and removed her dress and bra, before lying topless on the soft grassy carpet, face down next to her friend.I hesitated; I had no idea what she expected but Belle guided me through her massage, telling me to make lazy circles on her skin and press down gently. My clammy hands trembled on her lightly tanned flesh, and Belle passed me some sun lotion for me. What could it be about? There had to be a purpose. Alana had chosen a very special little French bistro, three blocks from the law office. She was waiting, radiant, in a blue pants suit with a crisp classic white shirt, unbuttoned just enough to show off a ring of pearls—an anniversary present from Brandon. “It’s sweet of you to come,” said Alana as she embraced Liz, kissing her on the cheek and then admiring Liz’s long gold-chain earrings, each with a tiny ball of jade at the end. They each.