“Phyllis!” I said: “You’re all ready for the couch…they wouldn’t even have to take off your panties.” Phyllis said: “I’m not wea...ing any, Silly.” “That’s what I mean. You’re a natural.”It got quiet then and our laughter cooled. I was admiring her now just openly straddled over the arm of the swing, admiring her nakedness, her pretty pussy and her downy hairs but for another reason…she was turning me on. Her skin was silky and her cunt lips were puffy and damp. I stood, reached under my. One afternoon, her master said, "It's time for your end." She nodded and registered her consent under his Intent to End. He had always been cruel and, particularly, to her. He decided that her end would be public as most were and they went to the community center.Once there, she was stripped and her ass greased. She knew that meant her end would have an anal aspect to it. She was blindfolded and brought out to the stage. She couldn't see the cross with its cruel hook. Her arms were shackled to. Lying next to her on the bed, I gently touched her, and then slowly moved my fingers over her milky white skin. I quieted her protest of 'But Rod, no, we can't' by kissing her, content to slowly awaken her to her bodies needs. When our tongues finally met, I felt a shiver of excitement rush across her skin, and slowly her tongue met mine in hunger. Tentatively her hands started to move, touching first my hair and cheek, before moving to lightly flick over my chest.I lay back on the pillow and. She shifts her weight around and stills again. You take the ice round and round that pink nipple. Delighting in the tiny gasps that from Bo's lips. Not wanting to ignore the other tip you treat it with the same favors. Bo's hips begin to wiggle, and that tiny pink tongue tip seems to be making more of an appearance the usual. At long last that cube is gone too."Cold?" you tease. Bo nods. "Ah then lets warm you up." Leaning down you take a nipple into your mouth and Bo's back arches to you and.