She was a Goddess with her jet black hair, green eyes, and olive skin color.In her hands was a collar. She told me to kiss it. After kissing the colla..., she wrapped it around my neck and then attached a chain leash to it."Let's go for a walk.'" Yes, Goddess Vena." I want you to crawl on all fours behind me. Understand?" Yes, Goddess Vena."After standing up and grabbing her small purse, she tugged on the leash, and I started to follow her.As I followed her, she walked at a slow pace. Although. Fashion's so, like, polarized now. If you don't wantpeople thinking you're a dyke, you gotta dress like June Cleaver orsomething. So you got a choice. Get hit on all day by men, or get hit onall day by women. Skirt below the knee, breasts all covered, just alittle makeup... and guys fall all over themselves to open doors andstand up when you come into the room and... Christ, it's like thenineteen fucking forties, or even earlier.Show some leg, go a little heavy on the eyeliner, or even just. All’s well. The Japanese man has also caught a mahi-mahi, but his wife chose not to fish. That leaves me watching my line, in the hope of not being outdone. I look back over my shoulder and notice Darcy and Cassidy having yet another cocktail together, laughing hysterically at something they just shared. I am happy for Darcy that she has got past her awkwardness and is letting loose like this. She works so hard, and this day away from it all, on the sea, making a new friend, will be like a. The embarrassment rolled over me in waves, but I couldn’t look away, had to stare at her, watch her slink through the room on trembling legs and lay down the key with dark red cheeks. For a moment, our eyes met, disbelieving stare meeting uninhibited lust, and that was like a trigger being pulled. The pleasure peaked to incredible levels and I toppled over the edge, spasming and writhing, my long, drawn-out moan filling the air. My pussy clenched around his cock and I felt it throb inside me..