The light coming through the window was not bright, but Mark turned the pages toward the light and began to read. Vanessa leaned against him and beg...n to read with him. After a minute Mark unbuttoned the top buttons on his shirt and loosened his collar. It soon became apparent that the story was getting them both aroused. Vanessa put her hand between her legs and pressed her legs together, not caring if Mark noticed. This caused her skirt to ride up further, exposing much of her. ..) But that's about the regulations.Whether you call your master "Sir", "Dom", "Schurzurzurzel" or "Hasenschnäuzchen", that is a matter between master and sub. And that's nobody else's business.And quite frankly:I personally cannot imagine how you can really seriously practice D / s without loving your partner with all your heart in such a relationship.It goes without saying that a friend is the master and that there are no other really deep feelings. But then the D / s is more like a game. Looking at the various poses and scenes depicted on the covers. He felt a familiar sensation as he perused the vast array of sexually charged pictures. The coffee machine beeped, and he left the rack to make his cup. He walked back to the car, opened the door and Jenny had drifted off to sleep again. He placed the drink in its holder, and started back on the road. His mind still racing from the images he’d encountered, glanced over to his wife. Not wearing here normal travel wear consisting of. The warm body pressed tight against him, the soft whispers in his ear, and the tight yoga pants covered ass that was now in his hands was all to much for him to bear. Every part of his body was starting to respond, and he was just too angry, exhausted, and aroused to even think about stopping now. Before he knew it his hands were kneading Kim's ass without hesitation, causing him to let out a soft feminine sigh. It was so soft and sexy that it only made Chris more bold. The more active his.