This was mostly vanilla play, except we were swapping partners so Sue would be with the other guy, and I would be with the guy's wife. It was exciting...seeing Sue with another guy, not to mention I was getting to play with a new sexual partner as well. So it was all good! Occasionally we would end up in a pile on a bed and Sue got to experience her first girl on girl play, which surprisingly she seemed to like.Ultimately though, my real desire is to be a sub, and I was talking to Sue about how. I was getting a continual breast fucking as I crawled. Immediately my breasts started to hurt from being rubbing on the carpet and my nipples were screaming as the clamps were continually being pulled at. As I moved around trying to inch my way forward the plugs inside of me wiggled around adding to their ability to tease me. The gag did its job of keeping me quiet as well as forcing me to look to the side. It was slow going but I loved every second of it. I had always found self bondage. It was excellent– not surprising, considering what it must have cost. It had a strong, spicy flavor… although with the thick scent of lilacs still in the room, it took on a bit of a different flavor. She finished the bowl quickly, then looked up at Anne. ‘OK. I’ve eaten the food, I’ve drank the drink, I think I deserve to find out what you’ve been up to, kiddo. Before I bust with curiosity.’ Anne chuckled. ‘Well, after you moved out, I was kind of at a loose end… nothing to do and lots of time. Roxanne was totally nude when Gabrielle was one foot in front of me; she pulled up and took off her sleeveless shirt with spaghetti straps, with a deep cleavage. Her breasts were naked; her nipples were hard and were pointing to the top. She was looking like the Russian model Emily Bloom, as face, body, chest and skin. She putted her camisole on the bedroom’s chair. Then, she came in my arms and French kissed me during one long minute. I lifted her body by holding her buttocks while her skinny.