I went with a bright-red rope to contrast against her skin, a deep scarlet that would look beautiful.“Ooh, yes, that’s tight, Master,” Lee cooed...as I worked the knot.Shibari, Japanese rope bondage, was a work of art. There were always new ways I discovered to wrap them about her body. Tonight, I had her legs bound at the ankles and then spread wide at the knees. They were thrust over her head. Her arms behind her and bound down her back. I wrapped the ropes around her breasts, squeezing them. "After a pause, she said, "I know it wasn't long..." To say the least," I chuckled. "I mean, one stroke and I'm cumming." Yeah, me too. Feeling you, just that stroke and then your hot seed, it was enough. I loved it. I love you." I love you, too. So, no regrets?" No. You?" Nope." It's what I needed." Me, too." It satisfied me perfectly. It quenched all those horny thoughts and fantasies. I'll have it, the reality instead of the fantasy, to play in my brain when I need a good cum. It's perfect.. Even though it was cold as hell I put on a cute little black dress with a black choker and my black high heeled boots. Under it, I wore a black thong but no bra, partially because I wouldn't be able to hide my bra straps and also because...You know... It's sexy, right? Dad arranged for a car to come pick me up and bring me to our new home. I said my goodbyes to Kayla and Dylan and thanked them so much for everything. Kayla was super excited for me but Dylan looked a little sad. With all our. Looking up I see her perfect camel toe, outlined and barely covered by those tiny, sheer, white panties. Reaching up I slip her single piece underwear down her legs, she steps out of them. My face is level with her jeweled bellybutton and I twirl my tongue there. She giggles;“Not fair, that tickles” Running her fingers through my hair she pulls me closer. I can smell the muskiness of her and long to taste her again. I run my tongue down from her navel to the tiny blonde triangle that points.