You did? And Martin was with you? You are both idiots. No, I am serious. He is a visitor from Canada, y muy importante..." And there I lost her. Nan l...unched into a stream of rapid-fire Spanish that sounded as though a terrorist had opened up with a Uzi. I wasn't sure whether I wished I could understand Spanish or was glad that I didn't. I had certainly not seen this side of Nan. In fact, outside of a few comments, I really didn't perceive her as a Chicana. She paused for a few seconds,. My heart was now racing, I could actually feel my blood pounding, she was bringing me alive, my senses seemed suddenly, to be acutely aware and turned to this beauty embracing me. I pulled my face away, “Julie, show me, teach me, I don’t know anything.”She moved backwards, to sit on the bed, keeping me close to her. She pulled me tight, her head resting against my breasts, even through my top, I felt a tingle, I could feel it, as my nipples hardened.Her hands were lifting the back of my jumper,. Eric put the wand down and returned to the box. He placed a satin blindfold over my eyes and again commanded, "Spread your legs, Amy." I knew what was coming and I really didn't want it. The wand has a sharp bite to it and on my bottom, it stings like a swarm of angry bees. On my thigh, it burns like a barelegged trip through a patch of thorny roses. I clenched my teeth and bit down as the rod swung straight to my inner right thigh, leaving a raised red welt of pain that would surly leave a. ..until i was out with henry, my secret daddy, outside the restaurant , they had rent the whole place and the backalley was quiet , he whispered in my ear it was time for dessert before walking outhe light his cigarette, pushing me against the brick wall , my knees failing under his pressure his zipper open, my treat already up and glorious , wrapping my mouth around his tasty bbc , looking up at him smilling ''good boy, work for that dessert boy, comon like this we gotta be quiet , i dont want.