She was right -they were one of my very favorites. I tucked my little peepee betweenmy smooth thighs and made my way to the washbasin. I first washed ...yface, and then the little spatter of cum that found its way into myhair. I next brushed my hair out a bit and put it up with largeclippies, like I had seen Erika do so many times. I touched up mymakeup, fixed my hair, and applied an extra heavy coat of lipstick.Feeling wonderfully feminie again, I pranced around admiring myself inthe mirror. She stops way too soon and stands back up and kisses me. My pussy is throbbing with desire. I can taste myself on her lips. My hand reaches down between her legs and I start rubbing her pussy, spreading open her lips. then my fingers slip inside her and I start finger fucking her as my thumb rubs her clit. “MMMM, oh yes.” she moans as I continue to work her with my hand. I push her up against the shower stall and she wraps her leg around my waist. She takes her hand and starts fingering me with. I am so worked up now that I hardly notice the cold anymore.He then gets out a riding crop and beats my ass until I make a squeaking sound.I guess satisfied with my good behavior he puts sharp metal biting clips on my nipples, weighting them with little heavy weights making my nipples hurt very badly and my tits hang down further than if there were no weights.I suppose after he looks me over admiring my hot little body, with the telltale tan lines from a string bikini top and bottom he had. We found out that we had a few friends and acquaintances in common and that we both liked cooking, reading, and had the very similar views on politics and social issues. It was all like a very normal first date. He showed me around the house and all of the work he had done, mostly himself, including the landscaping and the woodwork that had mostly been painted several times over the years that he stripped and refinished. He saved showing me his bedroom for last, but kept me at the door in an.