The sound of our heels clicking on the pavement, two engineers working ata telephone junction box stopped casting admiring glances at both of usas we ...alked by. Soon we were seated and enjoying a pre meal drink. Therestaurant was small and intimate, just the sort of venue for couple Ithought as we made our selections from the menu.Our meal was a good quality and we chatted away throughout like anymother and daughter sharing some time together. I had fallen back in toTracey mode with surprising. Regarding limits, read this agreement.He handed me the agreement and it had all the details required. I was to call him Master and be his slave until he releases me of the agreement. I was assured no permanent damage and proper treatment for any health conditions I may develop. I was also given rest from sexual services on the days of my period. Other than that, words like bondage, spanking, whipping, blindfold, slave positions, nudity, party whore, objectification, humiliation, petplay were. ’ She moaned so loud with delight, she knew for sure that the whole city could hear her, but didn’t care at all. To add to the pleasure, Jack got two of his fingers and began to slowly push them into her dripping hole, bending them as he did so and hitting the spongy g-spot. This was thing that really pushed her over the edge. The orgasm tore through Christina and she gripped Jack’s head tightly between her thighs and moaned in complete ecstasy. As her breathing returned slowly to normal, Jack. She hurried home to get everything ready.When she got home, she put away the groceries, fed the cat, then set herself to work cleaning every room in her house: the living room, kitchen & dining room, bathroom, and her bedroom upstairs in the loft. She took the bearskin rug from in front of the fireplace outside and flopped it over the clothesline in the back yard to air it out. She beat it with a broom to get the dust out of it. She went to the barn and fed her two horses, Cajun, the Quarter.