He came back almost immediately with another large rubber penis, one that was making noise, and he slid it teasingly up along her pussy and over her l...rge clit, making her squirm with pleasure just before he shoved the vibrator in to the hilt. Red felt so full and so sensitive that she thought she'd explode again at any second.And for her mouth, he had something special; his own cum-covered cock meat. He trotted up to her and the cock fell into her waiting mouth. He stood there as she sucked on. My competitive drive was turning in on itself. Every time I did what he asked, I surrendered more of myself to him. It was as if he was slowly seductively stripping me of one layer after another – but more than clothes, it was my need to be in control and win. Unlike ever before, to win meant choosing new levels of surrender.Strangely, the more I did, the freer and more aroused I felt. I always thought freedom came from being in control. Everything in me believed that, but I couldn’t deny what. A small make-up bag which I opened.Lipstick and mascara for freshening up. Not that I ever would in public.A compact mirror. A small packet of tissues. The spare panty-liner and atampon...."Naturally," Sally noted. "Considering what started all this.".....a pen and a girly diary, the pages adorned with pastel flowers."You're too cute, Kirsten," she smiled. "To think, when you first walkedin yesterday I was actually attracted to you."I smiled, about to turn on the charm."You're kidding right,". " And then she kissed me."Oh God, Sandra are you sure?" Shut up and kiss me you fool."Always do what a lady tells you to do, is my motto and so I did. After a while my legs seemed to lose their ability to support my weight and I sank to the ground. But this was okay, as Sandra seemed to be having the same problem. Feverishly we kissed, my hands roamed over her back, Sandra was dragging my shirt off but her activities were hampered by her insistence on keeping our mouths locked together. Again.