I felt her thighs, going down, and it felt silky under my palm. As I touched her on her pussy I could feel her white schoolgirl panties were a little ...et. I felt gingerly over her mound tracing what I could make out was her pussy lips and felt per pussy hair poking out the panty. I brought my fingers to my nose and realized instantly it was the last drops of pee. In a strange way that turned me on even further and I brought myself to move my head near her pussy and smell here there. It was mind. “Either one will work,” Jenny said. “So, you will call with a definite time?”“Of course,” Eve promised.“So what now?” Jenny asked me.“We are going to church,” I said. “Leave the whiteboards set up but turn them around so they are not visible to the casual observer. In other words the pakie maid.”“Racist,” Jenny said.“Don’t even go there,” I demanded.We were in the car headed for church, when out of nowhere I had an idea. “What if the reverend of our tiny protestant church is a cult leader. He. As I’ve saidbefore, I don’t know why many women can’t deep-throat,even when they say they want to. I do know there arewomen like me who find it natural and enjoyable to takea cock in their throat. The best I can do is to payattention during oral sex and to report what Iexperience in the hope that I might offer some insightor encouragement to women who want to please their bf.Yesterday (Saturday) seemed to be the day for me to payattention. During our workout at the gym, I. As usual, M made me get naked to go about my business and equipped me with bracelets and ankles. Before starting the cleaning, M made me bow down to her and tied my wrists to my ankles. Well open, M whipped me for long minutes with his flogger, insisting on the buttocks, between the buttocks and viciously seeking to reach my cock to tear me out a cry. To spice up the session, M put me her metal clamps with rollers' to his mark, on my nipples and the brake of my penis. She told me that she loved.