Well it was a long time ago now, back in 1980. I was at the Local Hotel that had family nights over the Summer and I was at the weekly Disco we use to...sneak in with the people on Holiday. When this man came and asked me to Dance with his wife. I had always been a very good dancer, bit of a show off and I agreed to dance with her if he showed me which lady. She was about 35, I was 16, dressed in Skirt and blouse, 5 foot 4 tall with very long Black hair, large breasts and gorgeous legs, a very. J’apprécie mais je ne sait pas trop pourquoi je le rejette doucement en lui disant que moi je ne suis pas gay. Sur ceux il avait du me répondre un truc du style ta pas aimer? Moi de répondre si mais, et lui mais quoi alors! Eclate-toi, profite de ta soirée et de se recoller à moi. En sentent son sexe se frotter simulant un coite je commence à bander dur. Le concert fini il m’invite à prendre un vers chez lui sa mère infirmière et de garde cette nuit. Je me retrouve à coter de lui sur un canapé. "I think we will move our attention a little higher on her body" my mistress says to her young consort as she pinches Sue's nipple between her long ruby nails."Oh please, no" pleads Sue."Oh yes. Can I do it?" asks the young mistress rubbing a bamboo cane gently over her own pubic mound."You have been a good girl lately so you may start on her. Only on her left breast though. Save the other for me." My Mistress smiles.Without hesitation the young tormenter swings and lands a perfect slice across. "Oh, I didn't know you were there," she said. She walked toward him, a little embarrassed that he might have seen her running her hands over the soft leather covering her slit. He stood still, silently watching her as she started around him."Where are you going?" he asked."Why downstairs to make you some coffee." I don't think so." And he grabbed her arm with his left hand and pulled her to him. His other hand held her chin and he titled his head and kissed her."Kip please, I'm a married.