I watched Dot, expecting her to cover herself."He is just a few feet away," I told Dot, but she didn't move.I said, "Hello," as he passed, and remarka...ly he never saw Dot. He kept his eyes on me.As he shuffled away, Dot remained settled in the corner, with both breasts out."What now?' I asked."Now we go back to my place and spend the day in bed," Dot replied.We went back home and straight to bed. Dot was the most energetic I had known her to be. Once she got me inside her, you would think I was. I needed her to touch me more and suddenly she was nibbling and placing sloppy wet kisses onto my aching, rock-hard nipples. Oh Christ, it felt so wonderful that I wanted her to go on touching me forever. With another change in her position, Christina was sliding her equally wet pussy down the entire length of my leg. She let go of my arms, but for some reason I couldn’t move them. It was as though I was afraid she would stop touching me at all if I did. My excitement heightened as did my gasps. As you comply, I gently place the handle of the flogger in your mouth as I give you a single instruction."If you drop it, I will have to pick it up, and then, I'll need to use it," I say evenly looking into your deep blue eyes. You gently nod your acknowledgment.Returning behind you, you feel a hand on your right wrist, and then your left wrist. They are gently being pulled behind you until your hands are behind your back."Interlace your fingers for me, little one."You obediently do as you. When will we see you at the dojo?”“A week from tomorrow, according to my dad. He wants to meet with you.”“Have him call me and we’ll set up a time,” Sensei Jim said. “We’re glad to have you back!”She smiled and went to join her dad. Jillian Ingles walked past, and simply glared frostily at us.“Don’t speak to her,” Gwen said quietly. “Either of you. If she calls, simply decline to have a conversation. Marcia’s dad has sole legal and physical custody, which means her mom has no parental rights..