You feel the coldness of the scissors as he moves them and they touch your wet vaginal entry, he slides them inside the part of your knickers that are...still being held up and you feel the cold metal move your nubile pubic hairs, you don’t have many yet, but what you have move and turn you on again.The scissors are removed and you hear them land on the ground. Now you feel the breath of this man, inches from your wet anticipating pussy. Jackpot: his tongue finally touches your wet panties and. Some people would like to watch the sun rise in the solitude and cold mountain air of the Grand Tetons. Others want to hear waves crashing on the shore.One of my favourites is to come out of that sleepy haze with a warm, wet sensation of someone's lips or pussy wrapped around my morning wood. Yet even that took second place to the Monday morning I woke up in bed with my five best friends.We were a tangle of bodies, Melinda lay on her side; I was spooned up behind her. Leah's body pressed. "Two things, Mum. Firstly, you still don't get it. This isn't a novelty thing, it's an I-love-you thing. I love you. I am in love with you. I will love you forever and I don't care about girls. Secondly..." and I interrupted my speech by helping myself to a deep french kiss, to which she did not object. "...Sod the chores. I'll help you with whatever you need to do tomorrow. Today I just want us to be together. Please."She sighed and laid her head on my my shoulder. "I'm sure I should be. "Well hello there, sissy," I hear you whisper, somewhat relievedthat it's you and not some stranger. "Looking for something?" youtease as you jingle the key to my cuffs, making me whimper loudly andstruggle even more."Oh, forget it, little one, you're not getting out until I'm goodand ready to let you out. Do you understand, my little sissy maid?"Your words make me stop, sending a shiver down my spine as I nod,mmphing softly."Good girl, you're learning quickly. So, do you like being tied uplike.