Becky gave out a low moan as Tara moved to her other breast, squealing involuntarily when her fingers probed between her legs. She was already hot and...wet, aroused by the handle of her hairbrush but the warm touch of Tara’s fingers livened her pussy, gyrating her hips, her still stinging bottom writhing against the harsh mattress. Becky had entered her, two if not three fingers deep inside her wet pussy, tingling every part of her, the ecstasy radiating through her entire body. No man had ever. Is that what it’s like?’ Troy’s mind was a whirl, this could be great, or this could be the beginning of the end. ‘Partially, but some people also like to be humiliated, or held down, or restricted in some way. It leaves them free to just be themselves, while they serve another.’ ‘You mean, with no consequences for their actions?’ ‘Yes, but it’s more complicated than just that. Some people just like others to decide for them, even if it brings different, or sometimes unwanted consequences.’ ‘I. This is only the second time she has acknowledged London ever happened. Since then Angie denied she’d ever been.“Dirty, noisy and too many people,” she said moving to look at me closer.“Well I think you enjoyed yourself going to the shops and buying all those clothes.”“Yes it was fun and scary too.”“Why scary?”“It is when you’re on your own and never been before and don’t know your way around.”It was a while before we spoke again, and Angie broke the romantic snugness we had together, “Did you. We were inseparable. Like most adolescent boys, we talked about girls and sex and acted like we knew a lot when we both knew that we knew nothing about what we were talking about, or so I thought. On several occasions, David and I went skinny dipping at a nearby pond, but it was usually after dark when no one was around. Little did I know where that would lead.When we 14 years old, I was over at David’s house for dinner and plans to sleep over and then I would go with them the next day on a.