She'd never really liked being called Tulsy; it seemed sodemeaning somehow. She plopped onto her bed. "I really wish you wouldhave let me fuck that cu...ie last night. You know how I am when I getone of my urges." I know perfectly, my dear," replied Namyllis. "At times I wish you hadmore self-control." However, this simply didn't happen to be one ofthose times. There was still one more item that needed to be addressedbefore the Elders arrived. "Are you having one of your urges now, Tulsydear?" He. Getting high every night, you know? But partly it’s just a good idea. Keep us both safe.”“Okay,” he said and pulled her into a kiss. She had lips kind of like her ass. Fuller. Firmer. But soft against his lips. Moving subtly. Sensuously. Excitingly. Enough to get him started towards another erection, especially when her tongue came out to play. He realized her lips ranked pretty high in his attraction to her. She had a very expressive mouth. Smiles. Frowns. Whatever feelings got expressed. She got a big warm blanket and we made hot tea and just cuddled (well not just ;) We weren't just fucking partners, but lovers.In our pillow talk she told me that she had discovered my voyeurism! I nearly died of embarrassment, but she reassured me. She said one night she came into the room and saw a shadow on the curtain. Petrified, she went into the kitchen and looked out the bayview glass up the house. And she recognized me! I didn't remember the night be she was furious and changed in. " Tell me, then. Describe what you saw." I read every word of a profile on Kinksters and learned about afascinating woman. I looked at every picture she had and was entrancedby her grace and beauty."A sinister laugh reverberated through the receiver, followed by a briefpause. "Every picture?" Every last one." Excellent. You follow instructions well. I take it you're ready tofollow more?" Absolutely." Are you free tonight?" If I had plans, I would cancel them."An amused chuckle replied. "Do you.