I actually found it quite boring.Then Frank started talking about a guy he corresponded with on the Internet. According to Frank the guy was really co...l and good looking and he wanted to get together with us for cocktails. I looked at Frank and asked just what in the hell he expected to happen. Frank said that it would just be drinks and socializing and that nothing would happen that I didn't want to happen. I finally exploded on Frank. This had gone way too far. Frank and I had a pretty big. The only person who held out any hope for fulfilling her fetish was a kinky sex storywriter whom she had made initial contact with. He had offered to enslave her, not as a kinky girlfriend to play BDSM on weekends, but as a real slave to be chained up 24/7 and kept in a cage when he was at work or otherwise wasn't using or abusing her body. But her own fear kept her from offering herself to him--after all, once she gives herself to someone like that, that's it--she'd be a real slave with no. He quickly sat beside her and took her hand, and kissed it. Now let me tell you about the guy, he must be in his thirties, dark, sturdy built.He had a menacing face. He was wearing a gold chain around his neck. He looked like some ugly chap. He began moving his face close to Ammi and began kissing her neck, cheeks, and earlobe. Gosh! Ammi is getting fucked by this guy? I never imagined. A stranger till now and met just a few hours ago.Ammi was sitting like a newly married bride. He slowly. He goes further down till he his face to face with my pussy. He starts to lick through the thin material that is my panties. He is such a tease."Please," I moan. "Take it off." He smirks at me and slides down my panties, crashing his tongue into my wet shaved pussy. He makes circles around it, with his tongue and slid his tongue inside, penetrating me from there. I moan has he bites my clit softly, before sucking onto it. I run my hand through his hair has he continues to suck on my vagina.He.