I run my hand up your inner thigh as we chat. Higher I go feeling your cock through your jeans. I turn and kiss you knowing the pub is quite full and ...hat we are being watched intently. Your hand starts to slide up my inner thigh feeling my damp pussy on my thong. Oh yes, I move my legs apart as I feel you explore. I lean in and whisper in your ear “let’s go to the toilet as I want you to fuck me”. We get up and walk towards the toilets, hmm ladies or gents? Well ladies it is – no one in at the. " She nearly jumped out of her skin!"Hello Sir," she replied, once she had regained her composure."Have you been a good girl Sophie?" I asked with a little hint ofmenace in my voice.Of course I knew that she had been good, the whole house was coveredwith CCTV and I knew exactly what she had been doing. It was amusingto see her frightened little face though as she mentally recalled heractions of the day hoping that she would not be punished."Yes sir," Her faint and quivering voice betraying her. "Angelique smiled as she gave Bianca's hair a sharp tug, making her sub gasp. "And if your mouth is occupied?" I'll hum a tune for you, mistress." Good girl." She knelt down, holding Bianca's collar in her hands. It was black leather with silver rhinestones and a small bell that would jingle with every movement of her body. "Do you want this, pet?" Yes please, madam." Bianca's blood pounded harder as she sat up slightly, her face flushing as her dom buckled her collar around her throat and. I recalled her gasping loudly, "Wrong hole," and I withdrew and raised my sights a little. But Sally loved anal, and I was happy to oblige. The tightness of her sphincter was an amazing feeling, and her climaxes during anal were off the scale.I loved giving her so much pleasure. Occasionally, in our emails, we would send each other links to some website or other, displaying things we might like to experiment with. Sally became interested in having a squirting orgasm, so we both read up on the.