“Max, you saved my life. Thank you so very much.”“Was this a way of thanking me?”“No, this was an I wanted to give you a blow job. I’ll gi...e you a handjob later or maybe in a few minutes, if you want.”“Ride me, carefully. No reason I can’t pleasure you. Some pain for me is worth watching the pleasure on your face and feeling it on your body. As for saving your life, I only did the right thing because I wanted to and could.”“I’ll tease that nice cock of yours before I climb on top.”Max removed. She laughed out loud to herself after she did, settling into a giggling fit as she poured herself another glass of wine, thinking of what was to come after her teasing of him over the phone, which she realised had got her more than a little turned on. Her nipples were stiff and pointing through her light top since she wasn't wearing a bra, and her pussy felt a little damp as well. The wine and her little phone fun had helped to get her going, and she pondered how she might deal with it,. I am Norwegian and make my home in Oslo. I have interests in America and I make it a habit to visit here when I can.’ The waitress returned with Allan’s drink. ‘So, Allan, do you live in New York City?’ ‘Yes, I’m a life-long resident, private high school, then NYU. Career based at Wall Street ever since.’ Gretchen and Allan chatted until they found common ground with their mutual affection for off-Broadway shows, dinner theatres and other nightlife. Gretchen talked about European attractions. But disgusting and humiliating and painful things, involving whips, chains, needles, piss, and shit. Yet, to her credit, Deirdre had been no less right about the fact that, the rest of the time, it felt like the three of us were in it together. So long as Silas wasn't around, neither Lily nor I was ever asked to do anything we didn't want to do. And, in time, we came to both very much want to do the things we did with Deirdre. Not at first, we hadn't. But she was an incredibly attractive woman..