She laughed a little, and told me to come over, that she had experience with "first timers"I jumped into the car and drove to her place. Rang the door...bell, it was an intercom of a building with no doorman; she opened the door for me and told me to go in.When I got to her apartment she was even more beautiful than the pictures. About my height (5'9"), big breasted, she was wearing a tight black and very short dress, showing all her curves. Invited me in and we sat on the living room for a. ‘Till tomorrow, then. Can we say seven o’clock?’I said we could. Then I put the phone down and finished myself off. Often I find solitary masturbation doesn’t do a lot for me and the orgasm takes time. Not that one. It was turning into quite a day. On my way to my first ffm I had just been initiated into phone sex.***************************‘This isn’t going to work, is it?’ Someone had to put the question and I decided it might as well be me. We had been together, Julian, Valerie and I, for. So many thoughts flew through your mind as you waited for impact. CLANG. As you suspected your armor protected you from most of the damage from the tree, but it still rung your bell a little bit. That was going to hurt later.You slowly picked yourself up after crashing down to the ground. Quickly you ascertain what the Drake was doing. For now it seemed content to remain defensive, waiting for you to charge in again. Which it would as they typically weren't very aggressive animals. Charging in. Our Mistress’s words later, regarding that bond between teacher and pupil were true of course but I should have had more self-control. I lingered outside their room and tortured myself as, subdued they were by the heavy door, I could hear the noises of their passionate activities. I knew Madeleine’s maidenhood would be gone by morning and I was saddened. My sadness oft manifests itself as anger, a trait my Mistress has remarked on many times. It was Madeleine who was the butt of my anger. I had.