Eventually he got up and moved around me in the small blind leaving me lie there. ?time to clean up and get you ready to go home? He then kneeled down...between my wide open legs and began to clean my vagina. He cleaned inside and out. Growing the feeling of humiliation and violation inside me. After he finished cleaning me he untied my legs and gently lowered them to the ground. He then sat me up on the floor and had me sit Indian still while he moved around the blind some more. I felt the door. Rules that she put in place to make her feel safe and in control, have been agreed on and then thrown out by her on several occasions. Lady J is more and more taking the lead in our sexual games and teasing me through the day, and night when I’m working through, hence the little photo album. One of our galleries, “A Dull Night Out” is only four photos, I believe, showing how, heading home after a disappointing trip into town, Lady J, stops my moaning by slipping out of her dress at the side of. We walked over to the bed and I sat on it. He stood in front of me and said, 'Why not take my trousers down and see if its large enough for you'. I could clearly see the shape of his cock through his trousers. As I undid his belt and lowered his trousers and pants his enormous cock sprang into view. And I mean sprang. It leapt out straight as a rod in front of him. I couldn't take my eyes off it. He said, 'Why not stroke and lick it and bring it up to its full size'. I leant forward and put my. Hey, I figure that if youdon't like my stories you sure don't have to read them. And shementioned that since I don't get PAID for my work here, quit the fuckinggriping! And I find it really telling that my greatest complainers (andI have searched the author data base for their names--they are not thereand they haven't written a thing!) who really gut-punch me are the oneswho have never actually written and posted their own stories here onFictionmania. Jerks! Can't write a grocery list and.