"Bravo," said Lila.Lilianne looked puzzled at the English word. "Well done," Lilacontinued. She looked pensive for a second, then asked the questionth...t was uppermost in Armand's thoughts. "I wonder where you learned todo that? Even a natural secret slave would not be so able withoutpractice."Lilianne flushed at Lila's words. The phrase "secret slave" was acircumlocution for a Free Woman who desired the collar's pitilessembrace and dreamed of being a true slave. It was not something anyFree. Our only contact would be the telephone every evening, 7pm local time regular as a clock before the k**s bedtime, consistent as always, my lovely Melvin, solid and reliable and a loving wonderful dad and hubby who I love so very much, I hate this subterfuge, but I needed this pain and punishment so desperately and unbeknown to him it keeps his oversexed wife sane and satisfied. At the airport we kissed, a long and passionate kiss, then he was gone once more, his suitcase in hand, striding. I led him back to my room. I put my hands on is sides and felt up muscular body. I went the rest of the way up and took off his shirt. Then I ran my hands down his body as I got on my knees and I took off his pants and briefs. I led him to my bed and sat him down and pushed him back on his back. Dropped my robe and watched his cock come to life. I got down and started sucking his cock (I can suck a lot deeper when I have had a few drinks), after a few minutes he sat up and picked me up and laid. She started swaying to the music, getting a feel for it as she moved around the stage.Shouts of “take it off” echoed through the club as she danced around the stage and began to undo her belt and unzip her jeans. She had to stop dancing for a moment to get her cowboy boots off, and then slide off her jeans to reveal a nice green thong (I always think redheads look great in green underwear). As she danced she slowly unbuttoned her shirt and let it fall to the ground showing her matching green.