Wipe it with my finger tasting it, sweet. John leaned in and began to kiss me with his other hand he tweaked my nipple. I quickly began rubbing his n...pple. John moaned ‘Oh it feels so good!’ We stoked each others cocks. Then rubbing them together! John said ‘sit down I want to see your cock up close!’ I sat down and John dropped to his knees. Holding my cock stroking the foreskin up and down. He said ‘such a hot cock! I don’t get many chances to play with a uncut cock! I wished I had my. The thoughts I had that first night on the ledge were playing out real and I wasn’t going to deny what my body wanted, not because of social mores of a society that didn’t exist any longer.I raised my upper body to my elbows and I smiled down at Bo. He stopped and looked up at me. This was new for us. He had sniffed and ventured a contact, but never more than that. I reached down and softly, lovingly, stroked his head, lifted my knees and spread myself even further for him.“Please, Bo …. I think he guessed my true intent behind wanting to suck him off but he realised how it'd confuse me by feeling so good when i expected it to show me how str8 i was.I'm sure he planned to take control at that point and show me how sex with a man felt when I wasn't fully in control.He took advantage and I'm so glad he did.I lay on my back,legs spread wide feeling incredibly exposed,totally open,vulnerable.Like most young girls must their first time yet I'd always been the dominant. Because I say so. Get used to it!"Daphne smiled up at me with relief, I guess feeling that another weight had fallen from her. Suddenly I realised that during our conversation she had slid down from her seat. Now she was on the floor, kneeling. She looked at me with that same determined expression I had seen at the start of the marathon. "Yes, Mistress," she said. "Absolutely." Then, "Mistress?" Yes, slave?" I said."What happens now?"That was a pretty big question. And I'd only thought about.