“Are you doing OK?” I asked about ten minutes later.“Oh God! Yes! Can we do it again?”“Yes, if you want to.”“Do you want me to suck on y...u?” she whispered.“Only if you want to,” I said.“You made me feel good with your mouth! I want to do the same thing! Is it OK, Mr. Adams?”I groaned, “Yes, it’s OK.”“Uh, what do I do when you cum?”“It’s up to you,” I said.“I, uhm, don’t know.”“I’ll tell you when it’s going to happen and then you can stop and I can fuck you and cum, or you can let me cum in your. " Thank you, Mistress Samantha." Said Kirsten, her eyes downcast."No, thank you, sweetheart." Said Samantha moving in to give the tiny girl a warm hug."Come on," I said, standing up and taking Kirsten's hand, "let's go into the living room where it's more comfortable."Mike got up to follow but was stopped by Tiffany.I heard her whisper as we left the room."Oh no, buddy, if I'm washing dishes, so are you."Kirsten sat down on the big chair and I sat across from her. Closing my eyes I called up. I heard two sets of footsteps coming from the kitchen, then from the arch way, these two hunky, ripped men with nothing but a tight pair of lace boxers strutted in. One of them cheekily winked at me as he approached and instructed me to bow. I did, and then the other hunky guy fastened a piece of rope around my waist and tugged. I stumbled and struggled to regain my balance. I felt like 'Bambi', teetering on the edge of a cliff. I was blind-folded and gagged, and then all of a sudden I was off.. Feeling Adrian shift, she turned to look up at him, and their eyes locked. ‘He’s going to kiss me…’ Helen thought, and less than a breath later, his lips touched hers. At first they were questioning, as if seeking her permission. When Helen responded by surging up, Adrian wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her close, deepening the kiss and keeping her trapped against him. Helen’s body was on slow burn as she reached for more, greedily feeding on everything his mouth gave her and.