Then came the intense sucking of my nipples, then while sucking my nipples he started caressing my ass cheeks and slapping on them lightly. The slappi...g sent shivers of electric current through my body. This went on for quite a while, we explored each other’s bodies and was an excellent foreplay from all standards.Then we proceeded to the bed, lay me on my back and came over me, started with deep kissing on the lips with this tongue as deep as it could be in my mouth. Then he moved down. Tied to the second dog, I encouraged the next one to me and repeated the process. With each one, the comfort of the next was apparent. I knew that after this first time for them, they would be aggressive with me, seeking out what they wanted now that they had experienced it. That is what happened with Harley and he developed an understanding that he could comfortably be with me naked, that it wasn’t a signal that he needed to have me right then, but that he could when he wanted. I would be with. Rather than taking the bottle from me she just wrapped her tiny hand around mine and lifted the bottle to her own mouth with me still holding it. Her nails were painted a vivid pink, matching her lipstick. I had to step closer to stop my wrist from being twisted. I was playing along. Her open jacket almost touched mine. She was watching me as my eyes tugged inexorably back towards her cleavage.“I was just telling Lucy,” she whispered huskily between gulps, “that rings aren’t the only things I. " "Boyfriend? He seemed too comfortable." She stopped a moment. "Under compulsion?"This was Sharon's polite characterization of what she knew about but never dwelt on - primarily the whole mistress - slave scene, a very distasteful subject to her. "Prank?" This covered the gamut of fraternity initiations, practical jokes, dares, and general outrageous adolescent gags. Sharon frowned a little. Nothing seemed to fit."Hi! May I help you?" she adopted a careful helpful, neutral tone, such as she.