“I think we’ll at least go that far.”On Friday morning she wrote that she was nervous.“It’s ok to reschedule,” I wrote back. “I can tak... you to dinner tonight instead. I want you to be ready.”“Come over at eight,” she responded. Driving to her house, I felt exhilarated. I hadn’t been nervous with anticipation in years. I’d forgotten the thrill of the unpredictable.April was dressed conservatively when she opened the door. She wore a collarless black silk blouse with a red floral print and. When I thought he had had enough pain, I pull him up to a doggey position, but instead of pushing into him, I stuck my tongue up his ass. He shivers at first, but when he gets used to my warm wet tongue in him, he pushes closer to me to take all of him. I do so willingly. My arms go around to his cock, sticking up, and his balls jiggling as he pushes closer to me in the same rhythm I had used on him. I pull my tongue out and finger him. I push finger by finger until only my thumb doesn’t get. "Face down ass up, on the bed quickly." I told him.He scrambled to get in position and I noticed a big wet spot on his panties. The little slut was dripping pre-cum all over his panties.I slapped his ass roughly a couple times, listening to him whimper with each strike. I then pulled the panties to the side and started to rub the tip of the dildo in his ass crack. I grabbed a bottle of lube of the side table and drizzled some on his ass, still teasing his ass with the big dildo. After I was. ’ Richard lay waiting in anticipation. Half an hour or so had passed, an extremely long half an hour at that. His cock was hard, painfully erect. He had been in a semi-aroused state for much of the day. The waiting was impossible to bear. Was she coming? Had he dreamt last evening? At last a knock on his door. Sarah did not wait for his beckoning, she entered his bedroom coyly ‘Good evening Master Richard.’ She started much as the previous evening. Richard was more eager tonight, and Sarah’s.