I lay on the bed, and watch him take two steps towards me, still fully dressed and kneel back down on the floor before me. He hooks his arms around th... back of my knees and pulls me to the edge of the bed. FUCK. I love that. He opens my legs fully, releasing my sins and lovingly places my legs over his leather clad shoulders. Right leg over left shoulder. Left leg over right shoulder. He leans in slowly, sniffs me as he draws in and sends his tongue to my moist opening. My God. Morning. "What's made you come back tonight then?" I can't seem to get the image of you out of my head." That's not nice. Do you want an aspirin?" It's not funny."I handed him some coffee and we sat for a while. Every now and again, Ihad to tell him that my eyes were further up and he'd graciously blushand either look away or look at my eyes."I can't see that being here is a good way to get my image out of yourhead." No, you're right. I had better go. Lisa will be starting to worry." Lisa?" My woman.". Without shame I move in rhythm with You, one hand holding Your head against me. With the other I pull off the blindfold and let it fall to the floor. Watching You, watching Your face, wondering how You will react, and did You even realize. You answer my tiny act of rebellion with a smack on my ass. Pulling Your fingers from me, causing me to cry out in frustration, You lean back and pull me onto Your lap. "Fuck Me...show Me how much you want Me''. There is no hesitation as I straddle Your hard. I turned you down that first time because of my mom. But then, later, when I only saw you hanging out with guys at the Union, I started to think you might be gay. I mean you never went out with any girls.”“And you never went out with any guys,” I pointed out.“I was just used to living like that,” she said. “It was no big deal.”“It was a big deal. It made us both believe things that turned out to be wrong,” I said.“I guess that’s true. Anyway, I didn’t want to be some gay boy’s beard, even if I.