Lailla sank slowly over my erect member, and I gasped. She gently replaced my finger on the center of her sex. “A little harder. Yes…that’s nice...��Oh, yes.” She felt in control of their joining, and used this control to increase her pleasure. I continued to rub her little button, and began to thrust against her. Lailla felt the tension of her dream begin to build in her thighs. She was riding my manhood like it was her last ride. Up and down she moved like an expert rider.It was very exciting to. The other part specialized in changing the mind. One very popular service she had provided, other than breast augmentations and such, that was always in high demand, was fingerprint alteration. While it was quite possible to remove fingerprints entirely it leads to noticeable messy complications in the end and was frowned upon because it drew too much attention.For a price Mistress Red could successfully graft a new “clean” set of prints onto your fingers, allowing “Wanted” individuals to. In one party, I pushed her into a dark corner, and kissed her, deeply.She responded instantly, almost frantically.As we were kissing, I took a carabiner off my belt. Then I took her hands in mine, pushed them behind her back, and slipped the carabiner into the rings on her cuffs, locking them behind her back.She gave a little shiver, but didn’t say anything.Then I took a leash out of my pouch, and clipped it to the ring on her collar as I nibbled on her ear. She shivered more. “Okay,” I. Thinking I am about to leave you, you grab for my arm and pull me back. I face you and suddenly drop to my knees. I run my hands up your thighs making my way towards your zipper and then stop. Using my mouth, I un-do your zipper and then tug your pants down. I toss them to the side and make my way back up for your boxers. Those are tossed to the side as well. You sit there completely naked, cock standing at attention. I grab below your ass and pull your legs towards me. Then, I shove your legs.