She pulled my face into her crotch for the third time via the belt around my neck and chuckled a little as she did it. Do you smell me? She asked. Yes...Mistress. I said with a shaky voice. Good, because theres more of that to come. She then ordered me to rub her clit with my nose until she has an orgasm. I rubbed it as much as I could trying to bare the smell at the same time. It soon became incredibly hard to breath and so I attempted to shift my head for clean air. Before I could do so she. If this is your situation, write and tell me all about it. Maybe my advice can help you make a decision, or offer you solace for a decision you've already made, or one that was made for you.Well, let's turn to today's case. It's a little out of the ordinary. I call it:"A Woman Who Loves Men"Dear Mother Debbie,I know you usually do not answer letters from women, but I just don't know where else to turn. I have thought and thought about this and I am really confused. Charles and I married three. Ye do no randiyo ki aapas me baat ho gayi hogi dekha to vo bhi ek dam kadak maal ban kar aayi thi aur dulhan jaise kapde uske sath chupa kar lekar aayi thi vo boli aaj meri nanand mujhe apne bhaiyya ke liye tayyar karegi. Jab mene do no hasina ko dekha to mere hosh ud gaya mujhe samaj nahi aa raha tha ke kaha se shuru karu.mera loda tan chukka tha meri bahena boli bhabi ye dekho vo to abhi ka tayyr ho gaya abhi to dukan bhi nahi khuli hai mene do no ko daboch liya aur baho me bhar ke bari bari. I gaze down to watch my cock vanish and reappear like a magic act of now you see me now you don’t. My cock is so hard and shiny from your juices and so very, very slippery. I keep going very slowly all the way from the tip to my balls deep. Pressing upward and into you, I ask you to look to see if anyone is out there and as you do I go a little faster. You look and say no nobody I see. Good I say so I guess we can go a little faster… I start to grind in still going full stroke but stepping up.