As I made the bed I noticed a suitcase was lying out and decided to have a peek inside. Inside I found a strap on dildo as well as a large vibrating d...ldo. I could feel my pussy getting wet; it was begging me to try the dildo out. I grabbed the dildo and went into the bathroom. I pulled my panties down to my ankles and pushed it up into my vagina. I turned it on and began to think about what it must be like to fuck a woman. I remembered in high school once I made my boyfriend dress up in my. Probably because of a wrong sleeping position."What's wrong?" He asked. "It's nothing. A little case of stiff neck. Nothing to worry about," I said."I can give you a massage," he offered. I saw "desire" in his eyes. He probably saw it in mine, too.I stood up and brushed the thought aside. "I'm fine, thanks. This is nothing." I stood up and went to the living room. Sat on the sofa and picked up a box, opened it, just to diffuse the "heat" between us. The box had some of my old books and. ” “Sounds rather tame,” I said. “And he takes her to a birch tree and invites her to choose the twigs she will be whipped with next.” “That’s more like it!” “So she chooses twigs, just as you are working on your lashes. Ones that will really, really hurt. Of course she is very inexperienced and doesn’t know which ones to choose. So he shows her the ones with hard knots in them … just like the knots you’re putting in that whip … and tells her they’re the ones she will love best because of. We were like a musical band, my tongue played her pussy lips and her tongue followed every dick vein like a gps. Her mouth must be have silk in it, she deep throated me again and I couldnt help but cum, while cumming she sucked harder and faster like she wanted every drop and nothing on the carpet, held her gulping, omg she swallowed every ounce, she then turns around, puts both her knees near my ears and fucks the shit out of my face, she humps and gyrates with her hands on the back of my head.