"Lay still my pet," you ordered me. Your voice near to what I know commanding, and turned to go into our bath. I heard water running then, as tears bi... my eyes thinking I had disappointed you, this day. You came back into the room then, catching me crying, and I turned my head away from you trying to hide them. Sitting on the side of the bed, you brought your hand up to my cheek and wiped away a tear that had escaped from my eye onto your finger. Shaking your head side to side with out a word,. Ihren Daumen und Zeigefinger sp?re ich tief unter meinem Kiefer, ihre Handfl?che auf meinen Hals und meinen Kehlkopf. Welche Kraft sie in der Hand hat, wei? ich aus unserer ersten Begegnung, und mir schie?t in Panik das Adrenalin durch den K?rper. Aus kurzer Distanz br?llt sie mich an: ?Jetzt pass einmal auf: Erstens, ich bin nicht 'Du'. Zweitens: Wenn du den Mund aufmachst, dann sagst du 'Katrina' zu mir, klar? Und dazu 'Miss' oder 'Madam'. Oder von mir aus 'Mistress', wenn du zu viele Pornos. The before. The after. The during. The wanting. The missing. The having. You know." What about love and affection? What about the virtues of chastity and fidelity? Do these have a part to play in 'sex poetry'?" Of course they do. You don't just write about fucking. Although, fucking's mostly what it's about. And BJs, DP, BDSM, homosexuality. Everything." Homosexuality?" wondered Albert, who reasoned that this was surely something the Good Lord would never countenance. But, he reminded himself,. More lotion was applied to my legs and thighs, I did jump slightly when his finger entered my ass, I took the second finger no problem. He turned me from the desk to the lounger we'd been sitting on earlier, he didn't let me sit, but continued to alternate from the oiled fingers to his tongue my ass seemed to want more as I moved in time to his ministrations. He nudged me from behind and I fell onto the lounger and felt the beginning of fullness that announced his return to fullness. I.