“I think I am weird!”Then you proceeded to tell me about what I now call your perfectly normal submissive tendencies.“I imagine being tied up an... teased, or even tickled,” you said. “I like to be controlled, teased to the point of pain. I dunno, it’s hard to understand.”“Not hard at all,” I replied. “You have some submissive tendencies. Don’t worry, it's perfectly normal really.”“I fantasize about being taken in the doctor's office,” you confessed.“Oh my,” I said. “Did you fantasize about that. ." Later," I said. "I like what I'm doing." And as I nursed and tended one tit and then the other, my free hand slid up her thigh. At my touch, her opened her legs and my fingers gently brushed the firm, moist lips of her pussy."Oh, Dan ... I'm dying ... It all feels ... It's almost too much." Do I need to stop?" I'll kill you if you do," she hissed.I rose up in the bed and eased her onto her back and kissed her. Her arms went around my neck and pulled us together. As my fingers worked gently. Cindy went and sat a few seats from the boys just as the train pulled out of the station on it’s two hour journey to the next station. After a short while Abdul went to the toilet as he passed Cindy he stole a quick glance and saw down her top seeing her yellow bra that covered her ample boobs, after using the toilet he returned to his seat telling his mates what he had seen which prompted the other 14 year old boys to go past Cindy on the pretence of using the loo, After the last boy had. “I think that’s exactly what I need baby. But remember my housemate will be home soon.”You lie on your front, as I pour oil onto my palms, slowly letting it drizzle from the tips of my fingers, starting at the base of your neck down along your back, pouring more onto the space above your waist, and across your succulent backside. Letting gravity make a small river that flows down between your legs into the heat of your core. I gently spread the oil over your silky skin. Covering your entire.