‘Stop asking, keep going. I’ll tellyou if it isn’t.’The feeling of his long hard cock sliding in and out ofher rectum was divi...e, an awareness of a sexy fullnesscoupled with the sensation of her sphincter being pulledback and forth as his shaft slid through it. She lookedsideways into the mirror, seeing her kneeling form,bottom high and head low, and watching his cock sinkinto her body, wet and shiny, and very, very solid.She’d never experienced anything like it. If I’m moving inside of him, and he looks at me a certain way, I move down to his face for a passionate kiss. There’s a connection between my hungry mouth and orgasm central. Usually the right kiss will set me off, which my regular lovers know and use to good effect.I do love to bottom. One of my favourite ways to be entered is on my side, with my lover spooning. I can feel his hardness on my crack. He moves slowly, building my desire. When he aims and enters I am ready, the pleasure far. So anyway, she explained that several of her daughter's friends had been over and that once they'd had dinner, one of her daughter's friends asked Denise why she hadn't changed from her "work clothes," (which apparently was her typical habit) and Denise had been at a loss to explain (her words: "to say something to the effect of: oh it's a dare from a stranger on the internet to stay pantiless all day, under a skirt -- seemed a bit too obvious").That was all. I think she read too much into the. "I was in a trance. So close to cumming. I didn't even bother to ask why or what. I just assumed the position as she stepped to the closet and brought something out."Now, don't move while I slide this on," she laughed. Her laughter made me feel foolish. It also made me harder.I felt the first leather cuff slide around my ankle just above the little strap of the heel. Next came one wrist, then the other. With a tug and a giggle, she yanked my other leg over to the last cuff leaving me as a.