We were sitting at the dining room table, eating the nice dinner she had prepared."So tell me more about this D/s thing... what is it that you like ab...ut it?" she asked me out of the blue."WHAT!?" I asked, after choking half to death on a mouthful of food."Well, you said it's a part of you, and you seem to be so into it. So what is it about this thing that interests you?" she repeated."I-I..." I said. I still couldn't believe she was opening up this conversation again. "I like it because it is. Purple." She said and indicated the door I took Pauline by the hand and we walked to the door, the computer generated Mi-Ling's face was smiling and nodding down, I turned to the woman again,"Doesn't she ever visit you?" I asked pointing to the screen, her face went white and she shook her head."No, I've lost her forever, she died you know, and that's why I'm trapped in this shop forever looking at her face." She went back into her office leaving me to open the door and exit the shop; I never. Hopefully there aren’t any problems with Literotica. *************************************** Suzanne and I argued last night about the need to hire a nanny, and she said, ‘We’re in England. If I left a young child alone in a hotel room someone would call the authorities and we’d have all kinds of problems. Just live with the nanny, Arty, it will only be for a few hours. We agreed I’d go see John Berger alone and question him about the progress he’s made so far. As an old acquaintance of ‘Uncle. She was being finger fucked by proxy. I looked to him from my submissive posture. He looked at me and watched my reaction as he drove it in harder. “How about that?” “Fuck, yes, it’s good.” My wet fingers caught to cool air, she was on all fours. With her head on my lap, I groaned as her mouth had me again. It was impossible for my cock not to lurch hard as she worked her magic up and down it. I was bearing down on Xavier’s cock over and over again, I knew this time and I was doing it to give.