She slid off the lounge kneeling between my legs. I sat up. Her lips found mine once again. This time much firmer, but still silky soft. She kissed an... our tongues danced to their own beat.Her hands found my breasts and softly squeezed then her hand slid up under my sweatshirt taking my breasts out of my bra.Her fingers worked my nipples to attention. Softer than any man had ever touched. She made me crave her touch more and more with every passing second. Her kiss found its way to my neck then. Agreed?"It was inevitable that after the coffee and then a beer at the Ox & Dragon, Betty would take Lakeisha back to the squat that was her home into which the older woman more or less immediately moved in. Betty was overwhelmed by the pace of change, but there were many ways in which Lakeisha was ideal for her despite the ten year age difference. She was also homeless, although this wasn't at all obvious given her income and generally smart appearance. She'd been living in one of the cheap. I found a nice choker necklace and also some glittery clip on ear rings . I was set for the weekend. The minute I was alone on Friday , I immediately put my clitty in its cage. The restriction would drive me crazy. Did I mention that I hadn’t had sex or masturbated in nearly two weeks. I set the stage for my escapade on Saturday night. All day Saturday, I would watch a little porn and then use a vibrator on my caged clit to tease it, I was backed up and ready to explode. As the day went on, I. You’re to die tomorrow ... I just wanted you to savour the taste of what’s to come, and have our audience see how much you yearn to please them...” He jerked on the leash, thrusting his cock at the air as Georgina looked down at him, one hand caressing the noose he’d know, the other blowing him a kiss. He looked at the plump and spiteful ginger girl, longing to sniff at her cunt on being noosed, as Hortense made sure his humiliation on that last full day if his life was thorough indeed.“ ....