"Dear Amber, You are most welcome. Trying to understand BDSM, or any type of kink, solely as a spectator, can be a bewildering and daunting task, if n...t all together impossible. I only mentioned the alias you chose because of its duality. Most would choose an alias that would align with their sexual preferences, or, how they choose to self-identify themselves in the scene. The name you chose is a bit ambiguous. It is an alias that a switch might choose. Have a lovely weekend. Gil." Amber. "Stick out your tongue!" I would command and then suck it into my mouth, in and out, as I vigorously massage your clit. Then, suddenly, I would shove you forward again, head down, red ass up and spank your cheeks more, occasionally spreading them as I lean forward to lick your sweet little asshole and slide my tongue down into your wet snatch, swirling my tongue around your erect clit and probing your ass with my thumb...Then, when I couldn't take anymore, I would mount you from behind, parting. No athletic body and all that.Let me take to you to story directly.One day she was changing her pad and I just entered the room I never knock the door as it was our common room she just hide the pad and asked what happened I said nothing and asked what are doing here and what are you hiding from me she said nothing when I insisted she said it’s nothing your business beta I said still I want to know what are hiding from me. After some time she showed me her pad and when I saw the pad I literally. He gasped and shivered when she cat-crawled over his body and dropped the lacy garment onto his face. The scent of her made his head swim, and he could feel dampness on his chin. “Want to see if you remember what you learned yesterday?” she asked while rubbing her wet folds against his chest. The lethargy of his orgasm evaporated in light of that offer. She knew the answer before she had even asked the question. As soon as he scooted over enough to make room, she lay back and parted her legs.