One family we were friends with had two c***dren the boy Tony was 11 when we first met his sister Lorna 8, Tony was a keen photographer and his photos...often graced the club magazine he was also a talented artist at a young age.Now Tony as he grew had a crush on Anne no idea why, he would often be seen following her around by the time he was fifteen his camera was often pointed her way. Tony's parents were often guests at our straight parties and he and Lorna often tagged along, on one occasion. " "Even though you wanna keep sucking David's cock?" "If you had one, I'd suck it for you." My arms wrapped around her as she resumed finger fucking me. "If I was a tranny, would you suck on my cock, Destiny?" "Yes, I would, I'd put my perfect blow job skills to the test. That's how much I love you. As a best friend and a lover, Naomi." I brought my lips to hers, and an intense make-out session commenced. Our lips didn't part for over ten minutes as her fingers remained busy. After that time,. He was scarily serious.I won't bore you with everything he said, but the basic gist of it was that I never took responsibility for finding my own happiness. I always made him the bad guy. I employed double standards. I was a walking contradiction; wanting to be treated like an equal, a goddess, a princess or a whore and expecting him to get it just right every time. He was committed to treating me like an equal and that meant not putting up with any bullshit from me that he wouldn't tolerate. The feeling that is indescribable, the most intense orgasms that only he could give her. Relief that she knew she must earn. uncontrollable pleasure that she now longed for?? Did I say you could feel pleasure ?slut?, he screamed. The sound of his voice snapped her back to reality, as she replied, ?no Sir?. You will beg me for that pleasure, do you understand ?slut?? he said. Yes Sir, she said. She knew he was right. He would make her beg for it on this night. Oh god, she thought to.