Going any further is of your own free will, andresponsibility is solely on yourself.Leadership.(an unofficial '?Island' Story)By Mistress Dyvia.Before...we get started, let's set the ground rules for the subs.1) Until I say otherwise, you belong to me, Mistress Dyvia.2) I want you to put a fresh coat of lipstick on your lips before youstart reading the story.3) At the end of each paragraph, you will say aloud, 'I am MistressDyvia's cock-slut'4) You will keep yourself aroused for the duration of. She made it perfectly clear that she was now "legal", and was going to be "on the prowl" at the wedding. During the dinner, she made every attempt she could to brush up against me, and tagged within several feet of me the remainder of the night.Marianne, Michelle's mom had always liked me. She had always commented, that I was one of the few boys she approved of. I always laughed, wondering if she would feel the same if she knew what we used to do when no one was home! I noticed that she. Sat at a table a couple of tables from hers, was Bob, Bob was between jobs so had decided to treat himself to a coffee, he was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt reading a newspaper.He glanced across to the corner table to see Frankie and the first thing he noticed was her black nylon encased legs crossing and uncrossing under the table. What he really wanted to know was whether they where stockings or tights.Frankie totally engrossed in what she was doing hadn’t even noticed the handsome guy with. I bit her lips a bit hard and blood started to come from her lips and the kiss tasted a bit metalic and salty.We were kissing each other for 5 mins and at last we brke our Kiss.I started driving towards Mahabalipuram as there are some secluded places in that route.We came across a narrow road and found it to be deserted it was dark by the time and no passing vehicle could look at as. We came out of the car and we hugged more tightly this time.We hugges so closely that there was no gap between.