M still singleAnsu: are sex or kyaRenuka: ha ha haThen, I showed her my conversation with my girlfriend on WhatsApp and the way she treated me from th... last 5 days. She read all the conversations one after another and realized who is right and who is wrong. Apart from right and wrong, the words which she uses against me was pathetic and unacceptable.Still, I was trying to convince her by apologizing her. She got emotional and started feeling sorry for me. She came and hugged me tightly and told. Finally at 1 pm I dressed as ordered and set off to our meet. I was really conscious of the fact I had only two items of clothing covering my body. I am sure I had my arse stroked deliberately as I was standing on the tube; during the journey. I arrived at 2.30 pm and had to will myself not to walk directly to the Memorial. So I had a coffee at the Cafeteria in the Park.Finally, I walked up to the Memorial and waited, then I felt this thing sticking in my back and began to panic when I heard. I noticed that she wasn't too careful about the way she removed my blouse and then my bra; her hands were touching me, almost as if she were feeling me up. Then her hands loosed my skirt and tugged at my panties. Again, her hands were rubbing my buttocks and massaging between my thighs.With no effort Shana laid me naked on the bed and knelt beside me. "My Queen must be readied. She must make a warm nest for the baby."Before I could ask what she meant, I found out. Suddenly her mouth was. In a husky voice, Joani said, "I want you to tie me up by my wrists to a ceiling hook and then tickle me with my feather whip/tickler. Then gently run some of my needle wheels - I have four different types of 'em - all over my body. After that, I want you to stand in back of me and run your strong, black hands over me while kissing my neck and shoulders. And then," Joani looked seriously and directly into his dark eyes, "I want you to whip me - I have fifty different kinds and types of whips.