She kissed me on the mouth ramming her tongue into my mouth forcing me to taste my salty seed. It bothered me at first, but it quickly passed. We lay ...ogether, holding one another for awhile. We kissed, and laughed.Then we started up again. She moved her hand to my cock and held it playfully. It did not take long for me to become semi erect. She helped it along by rubbing her nails up and down the bottom of my shaft. This made me a notch harder. Then Marcy moved herself on top of me in a. I had to take anything Mistress gave to me, even her bodily fluids.After a few moments she came back with a bottle of lube. She poured some of the lube onto her hands and started smearing it all over them. She sat down on a small stool and moved right between my legs. She then took hold of my penis and started rubbing and squeezing it. I thought I would never get hard after what just happened but then, as if proof that my body belonged to her and not me, my penis started coming to life. It. And, even if it did, I wasn’t party to that transaction! I wasn’t paying for you because I was expecting sex!”“But why pay for all those things?”“Because that’s normal in the US,” I chuckled. “Let me guess, you ‘go Dutch’ all the time.”“You mean each of us pays for ourselves? Yes. Only with couples who are serious does the guy usually pay, and not even always then.”Her so-called friends had completely misread the situation. Even if Karla’s motives might not have been pure, I liked her and she. It's all about trust. We trust each other so much that a mere physical encounter with a third party isn't going to destroy us. Besides we are both fairly attractive and we are no so ignorant as to believe that others won't come on to us simply because we have a piece of gold on our hands. Not that we go out of our way to have sex with strangers but we don't live like puritans either. If a guy comes onto me at an adult video store, when I go to pick up some flicks for Charles and I, I might, if.