Her top button undone, just slightly to reveal the warmth of her cleavage that she seemed to enjoy putting on display for her clients."Hi!" I whispere... back, my eyes weary still a little."I thought I'd come over a little early hun. You haven't been able to get a shower lately, so I thought I would give you a bed bath. Hope that's okay hun!" she informed me."Yeah!" I said, and yet still not fully understanding some of what was being said or happening.She disappeared, and returned after several. I let my hands stay still there."Have I ever told you that you have a fabulous behind," I whispered, squeezing her cheeks ever so gently.She let out a low moan and pushed her crotch into mine. I felt up her ass tentatively, grounding my crotch into hers gently."Do you know what I would do to your hot behind if I had my way with it?" I whispered, kneading her ass gently. "I would treat her as it has never been treated before."The lady ground her crotch gently into my hard bulge as she listened. A cobweb of ropes covered her body, holding her thighs to her calves and restraining her hands behind her back. Ropes pushed her breasts upwards and a familiar clip and chain set was attached to her breasts. Fabric was sticking out of Cupcake’s mouth and as Sloane looked closer, she determined that it was underwear.The most interesting new addition was that of a Thunderstick tied to Cupcake’s thigh, holding it against her clit. Sloane was well familiar with the Thunderstick, a long black baton. If I let you put this," she said, stroking my thingy,"inside me, it would just confuse things and confuse you. You would bea boy with fake breasts making love to a real girl. How odd would thatbe? Is it really something you want to do?"Looking away from here and reflecting, I asked myself whether this wassomething I really wanted. Was it worth risking our relationship oversomething like this? Did it really make a difference whether or not Ipenetrated her with my thingy?"No, not really," I.