'(Those sketchy details were gleaned from my preliminary chat with her beforethe session got under way.)Initially I couldn't believe I had the right a...dress. A row of large, old,dilapidated houses? The whole area apparently ready for demolition? When thedoor opened, I saw newspapers and dust on the floor and up the stairs. I wasinclined to turn heel and swiftly depart, but it was the appearance of thedominatrix herself that changed my mind.She led me up the stairs and along a passageway and. .. her imagination going wild. He took the cigarette out of her hand and threw it. He smiled and put his hand on her face. she felt her body heat up as he leant in and kissed her. She walked backwards into the bar and shut the door. She took his hand and led him upstairs, there was a big room, with only a pool table in. She lifted her self and sat on the edge of the table and pulled him towards her. As he stood between her legs she felt in control. She kissed his lips and teased his tongue with. “So Marc, you couldn’t sleep either eh?” “No, It’s going to take me a couple of hours more to get some shut eye, which seems a bit impossible now that your here.” There was a small silence period between us, then Steve broke the silence with his voice, ” I couldn’t help noticing you getting sneak peeks at me all night long as we sat around the field fire.”, a grin came across his face and moved in such away that allowed his balls to just hang out a bit from his jockeys. I looked away and a grin. "I'm not used to this sort of directness – at least in the vanilla world – and it's pretty obvious that if she's worried about how my mouth tastes, then she certainly didn't suggest a coffee just to be friendly. The sparkling water bubbles in my mouth, making me giggle. Or maybe it's the tension of the situation. Gwenda giggles too and flops down on a sofa.She crosses her legs. She beckons me towards her. She is wearing soft leather thong sandals with a low wedge heel. They are smart, look.