A blind fold, a bite on the nipple, and simple slaps on my ass playfully, does turn me on. I once heard the saying, “Different strokes for different...folks.” So I don’t judge people who are really into BDSM.Bryan sensed by apprehension, held me close, and whispered in my ear, “Are you ok honey?”“No,” I nervously replied, “I have to get out of here; I can’t watch this any longer. God, how can someone use a whip on another person like that?”Bryan escorted me into another area that was private, and. Now I went down to her pussy and started licking it. I spread her pussy lips and started licking her deep. I used the help of my finger during the feast. Oh god I don’t know how much I like her pussy.I started using my two fingers again I replaced them with three fingers. She was moaning loudly all the time. Her moans had their effect on me. I rose up and took some jasmine flowers and spread it all over the bed and on her.I covered her boobs with two big flowers and kept one flower on her. ” He finished up his coffee, then turned to me. “I've got to run to the school for a minute. I was hoping you'd help me with something.” I looked up. “I have some projects from my Seniors that I need to take home to correct, and they're huge. Models of scenes from Macbeth. Would you mind helping me carry them out to my car?” “No, not at all. Let's go.” As I helped him carry the projects – there were six of them in all – out to his car, we chatted aimlessly. Mostly about baseball. I was making. Willow felt her tightening around her tongue and finger. She remained there until Cordelia relaxed, then kissed her way up to her mouth and planted a kiss on her lips. They held each other, peaceful, just happy to lie in the arms of each other.Willow smiled slyly, "Betcha never thought I could do that."Cordy smiled back, "You'd be surprised what I've thought about you." Oh really?"Cordelia just grinned and ran her finger down Willow's chest. "I've had my eye on you for a long time, Willow.