Don't go off with the punters or let them get away with too much.And enjoy what's in store for you. Little flower."His stagy clothing revealed him as ...he club comp?®re but his voice wasthat of Mike, apparent club owner and controller of the inhabitants ofthe strange rabbit-hole down which I'd fallen. I followed Annette and theothers into the club fast filling with punters. The place evidentlycatered for B&D freaks. Many wore leather. A few had subs on dog collarand lead - one even dressed. Brenda is a bit older and blonde with even bigger hangers. She likes to keep hers covered in tight t-shirts and tops , but makes up for it in the legs department. She likes to wear shorter skirts with her fuck me heels.We live on a nice estate in Essex, where everyone knows each other. The shop where Brenda & Rube work is next door to local pub. They were in their late 40's when we first moved here. An age where a woman is at the start of their real sexiness. I was only a wee girl when I first. Sparks burst inside of me.“Yes!” I gasped, my small breasts jiggling as I squirmed on the couch. “Ooh, yes, yes, show me how much you love my pussy.”He did.His tongue flew up and down my folds. He licked and lapped with hunger. The pleasure washed through my body. It flowed through me, a hot stream of delight that had me gasping and moaning. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut as the delight surged through me. It was incredible to enjoy. I savored every moment of it.Every last second of this. ” She answered me. “Can you come to my house really quick, I need help with something?” My cousins lived down the street from me. “Yea, I’ll be right over” And with that I hung up my phone and started walking about 7 houses down the street. I opened the front door and made my presence known. “Taylor! I'm Here!” Taylor was home all by herself because she goes to school at night, everyone else was either at work or at school. She was a year younger than me. She came out from the kitchen and.