This motherfucker is really trying to get in my head and yet the Dominant force within me won't submit, but I must. Sir tells me that he has a surpris... for me and not to ask about it, now this excites me...as you see my Sir likes using me and have others use me as well. When I'm in HIS presence, I have a heightened sense of anticipation because I don't know what to expect next. MY DOM tells me to stand up and I do so without a word. HE begins to bound my tits with rope, making my heavy melons. They went straight to the restaurant room. It wasa good restaurant, at least that is what they had read about it. While she explained la carte she realized shewould never be able to face the set four course Menu du terroir. Nor did he. They had a main course andtalked about their respective jobs, his sons, their lives. They were still learning to connect face to face. Theconversation was easy. She felt attracted to him."Ça n’a pas été Madame ?" Si si, c’était très bon. C’est juste que je n’ai. She asked what I liked best about her outfit. I answered truthfully, telling her the skirt was nice and it showed off her legs really well.“So, do you think I have nice legs?”“Yeah” I answered nonchalantly. There was a bit of an age difference and I thought I was simply pumping up her ego.She grabbed my hand and placed on her thigh as we were driving to the store. Fuck they felt nice! I knew that I was supposed to do, but it was simply not possible. Her thighs felt nice in my hand, making. I didn't know guys came with so many ejaculations and with so much semen. Billy Joe finally softened and pulled out even though I wanted him in there forever. It was my turn to ooze because Billy Joe's juices trickled down my thighs making wet spots on my parents' sofa. Billy Joe was exhausted and I felt as I had never felt before. Was this what happened to guys after sex, leaving girls energized with an afterglow of satisfaction? I learned the answer during the summer months ahead. Anyway,.