He pushed me on the bed face down then WOW! smacked my ass and again, and again reminded me I was his bitch then began to tongue my ass. Oh My God!! I...was in heaven, it felt so fantastic, my wife had down that to me once, once! About 10 minutes glorious later, after he'd tongue fucked my ass he told me to just lay there and don't move. I heard him in the bathroom clinking things around then he was back on the bed. Then I realized that wasn't his tongue trying to enter my virgin ass and just as. "Good morning," I said.I sat down beside her and we talked about last night and other things. We also watched a little bit of TV. After about an hour, things started getting interesting, she rested her head on my lap. I still had my boner of course. This only made me harder. We talked a little more.Finally I got the courage to start to rubbing her breasts over her shirt and bra. I asked if she could feel my hard cock. She said, "That's not your dick, that's your belt."I told her to feel around. "She's worried again." Robert informed her, "Frankly soam I." Welcome to the club," Kim said sarcastically. "So something is wrong?" "Duh!" Kim barked and was sorry the minute it was out. "I'm sorryBobby." Oh, so it's Bobby again." Kim blushed at the reminder of the way she had treated her brotherearlier that day. "I was trying to slip you a message," Kim explained.Her tone was defensive and she fought to bring it into check. "I guessI did a lousy job, huh?" No, I got the message. I just. She was not dressed in revealing garments, as were most of the other harlots, but her expensive and well-tailored clothing showed her shapely form to full advantage. However, it was her air of a shy, reserved, almost virginal, young girl – akin to that of Susannah Proctor, the rector’s wife in Wiltshire, who had been a veritable Messalina under her prim and proper exterior – which took my attention.The girl spoke as I came up to her.“Good evening, Colonel. Would you care to take a trip around.