" Jill offered helpfully and mum looked at me coyly."Yes sir, Jill means it's near my vagina." Well I can't do anything about it, it wouldn't be right...would it?" If you could just look sir, I'll keep my panties on." All right Polly, but I can only look at it, now then show me where it hurts exactly."As I knelt down in front of her as she lifted her skirt and I couldn't help smiling as I saw I'd been right in that they were wearing stockings.There was a perfect oval shape where two heavily. Beneath the bitchy, ice queen exterior was a frustrated submissive at heart, one who had pushed boundaries and feared the eventual result of someone standing up to her as much as she desired it.Quinn was rather vanilla when it came to D/s or BDSM or whatever they called it these days, just some light bondage play, typically with himself in the submissive role and Janice in control. Well, that and the pegging. It seemed that Janice was a natural Domme and that was all there was to it, so he let. I wanted to draw this out, so I gripped the lower edges of my tee and slowly pulled it up, hearing Christine murmur her approval as my tramp stamp was revealed. It’s an ochre coloured vine that spreads from between my cheeks to cover my lower back. I bent from the waist knowing that the already high cut shorts will rise to show more of my bottom cheeks. I’m rewarded by Christine groaning deeply. I give a little wiggle and start teasing my shorts down. I’m soaked and I can smell my arousal.. When the young man sitting next to her stood in front of her, reached for her hand and asked her to dance, she graciously accepted.Sometime later, their companions managed to disappear into one of the bedrooms, leaving Emily and her dance partner alone. She didn't notice them leave because she was locked in an embrace, her eyes closed, and her feet barely moving. It was, beyond a doubt, the most passionate kiss she had ever received, not at all like the good night kisses she had given to her.