Then one night I was in the chat room and this guy started chatting me up. Older guy who happened to live relatively close to me. I mean like within 1... minutes close. I had told him that I liked to wear hose and jack off for men at the bookstore and stuff. He tried to get me to come over to his place but I was too scared. I had only been with a guy a couple times. My first involved me stopping right in the middle of sucking his cock because I was freaked out about what I was doing and the other. Instantly four hands appeared and started groping at J’s tits, touching her tummy and reaching for her wet cunt. After a short while, to my and everyone’s surprise CJ commanded the men , “ be gentle and I will open the window further”. As soon as the hands moved less aggressively, CJ opened the window a little further. The mens hands were all over her, touching her tits, inner thighs, fingering her pussy. By the lusting look on CJ’s face, CJ was obviously enjoying the attention. CJ’s body. I do die for her boobs; those mangoes are to eat raw. If I look at her my dick starts to rise. She is a friend of my wife and often visit to our house and talk with my wife and they exchange their recipes whatever they make. I will observe her whenever I will be at home, seeing her beauties which make a tent in my night pants. I was planning to do sex with her, but no sign from her side.But she do know that I am seeing her features. I was waiting to fuck her or a chance to get fucks her. It’s a. And the more she read, the more variety seemed possible.She looked again at Cerys’s hand written notes. On one of the contracts there was a list of items highlighted as “red lines”, things the Mistress agreed that the slave would not have to do and a second list that was headed up, “Things That Mistress Intends to Explore”. Cerys had crossed out some items although some alarming ones (“needle play”, “knife play”, as well as “scarring, branding tattooing and other permanent marking” among.