I mirrored her actions until we were kneeling, facing each other, kissing tenderly but with a rising passion. Her tongue reached deep into my mouth, ...njoyed an erotic, playful exchange and then withdrew as she broke away from me slightly. Sue was smiling, a little shyly, but definitely smiling. “Are you… are you okay here, or do you want to go to… bed?” I couldn’t avoid a short laugh but Sue understood as I pulled her closely and hugged her tightly. “It’s okay,” I whispered, “it’s just nice. You must master the first one before proceeding to the second. Do not go further until each is mastered in turn," Master Kou said."Thank you. I will take your warning to heart. I do not wish to harm my slave in any way." Then I shall proceed."Master Kou began by tying Marcia's hands over and behind her head. Her arms and elbows were kept from separating more than her shoulder's width by manipulating the ropes between them. Several loops were left where the suspensions would be made. He also. The mirror was fogged over. She wiped it and studied her distorted face. Did she look older? More mature? She had to be. She used to think a guy’s semen would be disgusting. It isn’t!She wanted to see Gramps cum, see his erection spurting, to see what she’d felt. Would he let her bring him off by hand? Would he like her to? He’d made her cum that way, so fair’s fair. Didn’t guys like hand jobs?Rachael leaned closer to the mirror and studied the small holes left by the eyebrow ring. What a. When Lou had thrown away my birth control and begged me to have his baby, I knew that I didn't want to have his c***d, but the risk of becoming pregnant drove my sexual excitement to another level. My eagerness to push the limits of my sexual prowess and promiscuity seemed to lead to more excitement as my mind reveled at the possibility of increasing the odds of that potential outcome. I had to see how much cum I could possibly take from as many men as possible and still avoid getting pregnant..