Tiffany brought it to me a while ago. She'd found it in a trash bin and felt it was "just right" for me. She allowed me to wash it, but there is a fou... smell I can't get rid of and I have to shower and scrub myself after I take it off. I want tell you about my day, but there are a few other things you should know about me first. I am NOT gay. I am not bi, or bi-curious. I am not a transsexual, I am not gender-confused. But, I am submissive. Oh fuck, am I a submissive! Tiffany and I had been. I could hear him stuttering. She came home that night and had a very good story to tell me and we spent the next few hours having our own fun because of it. I couldnt help but chuckle. So I guess we will see you on Wednesday, Ok? Sure See you then. And then I hung up. Cindy was laughing her butt off. I cant believe you said that to him! ____________________________________________________________ Wednesday night rolled around and we had a very good time actually. Nothing sexual happened, but. The women then pulled Mindy to her feet.The trio surrounded Mindy. The only sound was the faint plops of water from her hair landing on the packed dirt floor. One of the native women reached out and started to stroke the smooth skin of Mindy’s arm. Another moved her hand to Mindy’s face, her index finger tracing along her jaw line, her cheek and then across her full lips.Mindy realized her heart rate was picking up, as was her breathing. She wasn’t sure what was going to happen but after her. Evelyn’s hands were cupping my bottom. Briefly I was aware of a finger testing for resistance but then it moved away. I was surprised to find that I was somehow disappointed. But there was no time to reflect, Evelyn was pulling me on to her, her tongue now probing deep into my vagina, then withdrawing slightly to lick the hardness of my clitoris. This was unlike any sexual experience I had ever known and I was ready to accept a huge orgasm. It didn’t happen, or at least not yet. Evelyn’s.