She controlled our motion and position. So this is what sex is like I though…WOW! I could feel her pussy lips firming, I could feel her grip tighte...ing on me. Her breathing changed, she pressed my face harder into her chest. Moms fucking motion grew in intensity. Suck my tit baby ? I took her nipple in my mouth, T shirt and all, and began sucking. I did the best I could. Bite is baby . I gently bit moms nipple …. She pressed hard against my face… Baby, sit up please, lets do this right. I. Poker night allowed me to do both abundantly. Every month, a group of Level 7s would get together to play a night of cards. The host of the party would supply his slaves for that evening's entertainment, entertainment which consisted of both serving the players drinks as well servicing their prodigious libidos, usually underneath the tables or on nearby couches. It was a bit like a wine tasting convention. Everyone got to sample what everyone else had. I had gone to every poker night. Guests. Then I leant over the counter, with my arms and head over the front of it. Kennedy then used the nylons to tie my wrists to my thighs. I was pretty much stuck at this point, at her mercy. Of course, I had all sorts of thoughts of what I'd like her to do to me, but I also liked that she was in control. I was naked of course, and really, really hard.That was when Kennedy had her own idea. She lay one of the barstools on its side behind my ankles, and then used some more nylons to tie me to it. It. Then we locked the door. She was also very scared. I just consoled her and we both hugged very tightly for a long time. After that, we kissed very passionately.I like her lips. Then I took her to my room. I touched her boobs, then pressed softly. She liked it. Some moaning sound was coming from her mouth. I touched her hand to my tool. First, she refused to touch.After that, she massaged it with her hand. Then she kissed on my chest and neck. I also did the same to her. I removed her churidar.