Standing, again pacing a slow circle around his pair of bound women, satisfied with the preciseness of the restraints he’s applied to both, he stops...beside them, leans toward the ear perforations of their masks, calmly orders, ?Time to begin... Any hesitation will bring a rapid correction with the crop, applied to the other lady, of course? Now Lean forward? Start by kissing one another on the lips, sensuously.? Use your tongues too.? Raising the crop between the pair, letting its flat. A few months back, I started to explore women’s panties. I love all the different styles and fabrics. I also love to wrap the panties around my cock when I’m jerking off. The silk feels so nice against my skin. I also started to buy panties and would wear them under my street clothes. It really makes me very excited and I just love how my cock feels in the panties. I had shared this information with my on-line friend, Molly. Molly also knew about Taylor the escort that I had visited on few. Reaching Seb’s room in the large accommodation block, he asked for Christelle to wait outside for a moment so could clean up a little. He told her he was embarrassed by the state he had left the room. A couple of minutes later he ushered her into the room which was more like a regulation hotel room than the comfy bure where Christelle was residing. Seb glided her inside and standing next to the bed, wrapped her in his arms. He drew her up to him and powerfully kissed her eager lips. Christelle. You're an artist. I admire what you're doing. It's so, you know, different. I think what you're doing is fascinating and I love your work and I just think you're a really interesting, really nice person." It wasn't exactly what Tracy wanted to hear but it felt nice regardless and she knew Karen was being sincere. The last things she wanted to do was alienate her new friend so they hugged goodbye with promises of seeing one another again.Before the week was out, Karen called and asked if it was.