The last time Jess and I were alone together, before the night we spent with Tim, she’d found great excitement in the rougher things I’d done, and...seemed turned on by those closest to being painful. I’d offered to bring some toys that would give her pain without permanent harm to see what she liked and just how far she wanted to go and she’d been more than agreeable, maybe even openly excited. In addition to the ropes from before, I’d thrown in some clamps that could be used on either nipples. . "Una cerveza, por favor! Hablaste Ingles?" Uh, do you speak English"?Exactly. "Yes, that's what I said. Waddya have on tap?"The bartender waves at a respectable line of taps. "They're all labelled. They all work." Uh ... Let's start with the Amber Bock." ... Which always reminds me of FLEM's 'Dog Cock Bock', but the 'tender probably wouldn't understand the reference. Let it go..."Okay, you want the weenie-size glass, or the man-size mug?" he says with a grin.A challenge, or just breaking the. As if I was in a trance, my lips opened to receive her tongue and offered the tip of mine in return.Audrey's eyes closed as she pressed her lithesome body against me. She made a soft rumbling groan deep in her throat when my fingers splayed across her buttocks, drawing her hips against mine. Her fingers combed through my hair as she drew my lips more tightly against hers. As our tongues intertwined, she ground her mons against my hardening cock.Suddenly, we both seemed to realize who we were. He put the paper down and grabbed a piece of toast, leaning back on the headboard. His mistress, then, decided it was a good time to burst into the room. ‘Who is she?’ she asked, not sounding frantic, but calm as he would expect from her. ‘I thought you said you weren’t the marrying type.’ Charlotte frowned and it marred her pretty face. ‘I didn’t even know you were even looking for a bride.’ She had no reason to think so since he’d escorted Charlotte to every social event, no matter the.