“Get on all fours, arse in the air.” you tell me, “Make her cum. And do not move.’I look at her as I move between her legs and she smiles at m..., relieved I think to be able to come soon. I smile back, though I know I don’t enjoy going down on other girls. Which is something you know too; all part of my punishment. I run my lips up her thigh towards her pussy and trace my tongue across her labia. She’s writhing, desperate for more. Her cunt is smooth and wet and I taste her juices, licking. It seemed like it knew me. Andy was dressed with shorts, a wide T-Shirt and cool sun glasses. Correspondent to his one arm, the other arm and both legs were covered in ink. He smiled at me. “Good morning, sleeping beauty. How are you feeling?” “A little dizzy. Headache from the alcohol I guess.” “Well that’s for sure. Let me give you an Aspirin and something to eat. I hope you like croissants.” Hearing my most favourite sweet, I jumped up and followed him to the kitchen. We sat down at a bistro. I'm pushing your limits, you say to me. You ask me if there's anything I've never tried sexually before, things I want to try, and not letting me answer, you say that you want to try everything with me. You say that there are no limits as long as we don't hurt each other, that nothing is too dirty or kinky.You are still holding my cock and pointing it at your breasts and you say it again. 'Do the same to me. Let me feel you. Let me see you. I want to be kinky with you,' you say to me, 'I want. With a serious look on his face he told the other couple, “I would like you both to know that my wife is not only into sex, she also writes erotica.” Kandy blushed, looked at John then over at Rex. Rex’s face was red, his eyes bulged out, and he was drooling from excitement. For a moment it looked as if he would pass out. However he didn’t, he just took Kandy’s hand, leaned over the table and whispered, “By the way, my wife is bi-sexual. Have you ever been with a woman Kandy?”Kandy must have.