Talk to me.” Knowing he intended to ensure this ran smoothly made me feel more secure. Katie stepped into the space behind me and wrapped her arms a...ound my waist. The warmth of their bodies enveloped me, leaving me torn between leaning into his hard strength and pressing back against her softness. “Everything,” I said. My voice had turned husky and I looked him in the eyes to make sure he got the message. “I’m okay with everything.” He growled and clasped my face in his hands, pressing his. "I blinked at her a bit more. Bret was smiling and nodding like one of those bobble head dolls."And," she continued, "when somebody asks 'can I touch your boob, ' well technically you can say no, but then you're a wuss, so instead of just saying yes you say 'sure, and why don't you go ahead and suck the nipple while you're at it.' You're still in control. You've found a way to show some defiance without being defiant. I gotta respect that."What was scaring me was that this was starting to make. That afternoon we rolled in the straw of Thunders loose box, and she strung me up in there using the same crop on me that we had watched on the rack, I must say it was stimulating! She finished the afternoon dripping hot wax on me but in reality, pain on the receiving end is not my favourite and it`s not high on my “too do again list” Summer though revelled in the game, as soon as she had seen it done by Trish on the films, she wanted desperately to try whatever it was. The Friday morning had. I lay naked on my bed thinking about Roscoe and might have happened with him. I began to rub my clit with my left hand and my boobs with my right hand. “Oh Roscoe you are so handsome” I was moaning “fuck me darling” but as I got more turned on I didn’t need to think of anything else but the pleasure I was giving myself. I slid one finger into my pussy and then two. I was getting so wet. I smeared my pussy wetness over my clit and arched my back. I was moaning now. “Oh yes Lisa you whore I love.