Me, I stared at the box and wondered what could be inside.He took the box and we went into the room, I sat on the bed while he sorted his things and t...ok care of his natural needs. He joined me on the bed, kissing me, stroking me, generally making me feel really loved, safe and taken care of. After a few minutes of this, I thought I was ready to start the D/s stuff and I told him so.He got off the bed and went to his bag. He told me to strip to my bra and panties. I was still a bit self. Together for a long time we just did just that. I was dropping all my tokens and I could hear him dropping his. A fucking with a cock this nice comes around rarely. I was going to enjoy it as long as I could. I could tell ,because he would stop for a moment, he was trying to prevent from ejaculating to soon. How considerate of him!Finally I felt I should be getting out of there and get some coffee some where I began tightening up my ass muscles and milking his cock to get him to cum. He moaned. ??Welllll Sabirah.... you know I don’t pre-judge down here. ?Although, by the looks of this one, she needs some ‘special’ help. ?And I will do my best to give her that special help. Just confirm for me, two layers of latex. The under-one sealed???A hint of a knowing smile between us. The non inclusion of Petra in the conversation deliberate. A further sign of her detachment.??Debra I have complete confidence in you and yes absolutely two layers. All the good sealed in, all the bad exposed and. ”“What will you wear?” I asked. Okay, I was pretty tuned in to the way girls talked. I knew for sure that one of the major areas of discussion at lunch on Monday would be what dress Joan had chosen for prom.“Oh, probably the same little black dress I wore for the Winter Dance and the Valentine’s Dance. I don’t want to go out and spend a lot if I’m paying for part of the limo.”“Here,” Dad said, sliding his credit card over to me. “Why don’t you take your sister out and get her a prom dress?”.