As you lean there my hands begin to stroke there way down your neck and between your breasts and down over your stomach. slowly i begin to undo a coup...e more of your shirt buttons just enough so that it parts either side of your breasts, as i stand up i push the chair back and stand between your legs, you wrap one leg around the back of my thigh as you pull me closer the stiletto heel digging in to me as you do it. I then lean over and we kiss, it starts off gentle and sensual at first but as. "Jennifer," I said, "show Brittany your leash."She gave me a quick look then jumped up and ran to the nearby palm to fetch the shiny chain. She handed it to me and I motioned for her to bend over. I brushed her hair aside and clipped the leash to her collar. Jennifer stood up and looked at her friend sheepishly."This is what all proper slave girls wear," I said smiling at Brittany. I tugged the leash and Jennifer responded by sinking to her knees beside me. Brittany stared at her young friend. She held them together for me and I buried my face in them, kissing them one after the other. I moved down her tummy, not as trim as it used to be but familiar, and she thrust her pelvis forward in anticipation and laid her head back on the cushion. I opened her robe the rest of the way and pushed her knees gently open. I kissed my way up one thigh, breathed gently on her mound and kissed my way down the other. She spread her legs and held her breath. Dragging the tip of my tongue along her. She looked at me again. “Baby. Aunt Nikki baby too.”Dan Richards’ turn:This may not work out very well -- let’s see. But it’s a Saturday evening at the Pavilion, and I have (secretly) been practicing a little. There’s this old ballad by Glen Campbell called “Wichita Lineman“, and the picking is pretty good although I’m not nearly up to his capabilities.The lyrics, however, might cause derision. It’s kinda what you have to expect from a lyricist who knows little about the subject matter. We’ll.