Robert must have liked this as he reached out and let it slide through his fingertips as I gyrated. Then I reached behind and held his cock against my...hole with both hands and whispered "Oh, I want your cock."As I pushed down on it at first I was looking at him and our eyes met. But as I felt the head of his dick enter me, my eyes glazed over and I heard myself moan. I continued to gyrate and each move brought his cock farther up my ass. Aside from the pleasure of it I was glad Robert spent so. I need to make sure this is centered.”Moan.“I need to separate your cheeks some. The ring might be a little cold. It’s okay. It will warm quickly ... you are such a Good girl. That wasn’t bad now, was it?” Disregarding the negative response, Sydney continued on with the suppression of the older woman.“I need you to stand. Your boots will be a little odd, they don’t have a heel, but the arching sole has enough strength to support you ... Let me give you a hand... Good girl. ... Yes, I know you. "So it does," Pete said softly. "I imagine the party was pretty much over after everyone learned of your article. But as you note, Shawn, I wasn't there." And the BDSM?" I asked."Neither the Governor nor I have any recollection of any unusual behavior on the plane," he said. "But it was a fair-sized aircraft." So it's possible?"He gave me a rueful look."Anything is possible." Did you save room for dessert?" the waitress asked us when we had finished our meals. "Some tiramisu, perhaps?" Some. ’ She said. ‘That’s okay, Woofer and I have a private life.’ Trin said, not missing a beat. The woman smiled. ‘Come see us. Bring your girl. We have a potluck on Sundays, first of every month. Be a nice little social outing.’ Trin nodded. ‘I’ll talk to her. No promises.’ ‘Under stood. I have to admit, I have a thing for larger women. I like the way they jiggle when the crop strikes.’ Trin shivered again. ‘Like that.’ The woman said. Trin mustered her courage and asked, ‘how much is the leather.