A tiny pink willie popped out; Fluffy liked to lick the willie."Can you do that John?" asked Janet.Janet and John discovered that Fluffy was a boy cat... not a girl cat.Fluffy loves Janet to tickle his tummy.Fluffy doesn't let anybody else stroke him. Fluffy loved to sleep on Janet's bed.Janet loves to stroke her pussy with one hand down the front of her pyjama shorts, and Fluffy with the other.Sometimes she lets John watch. Then she would let him touch her when her tummy went all quivery.Much. So I started to send him another anonymous note, thanking him for the golden shower scene and asking him if it was my note that prompted it.Then I realized he couldn't tell me, even if he wanted to. It was anonymous!Damn, was I torn. Part of me wanted to let him know my email address (there was a box to check to do that) and maybe even hear back from him.But another part of me said, "Dakota, do you really want some pervert who calls himself Oliver Clothesoff having your email address?"Well, two. ” You feel ribbon tied round your ankles, then pulled, your legs forced back as the ribbon is tied to the rear legs. This forces your legs around the sides of the seat, pushing your thighs open, exposing the crotch of your knickers. Then your wrists, tied behind you, and pulled down to be tied to a metal ring set in the stool. This forces your shoulders back, making you push out your breasts. You subtly test the ties, and realise you could slip the bonds any time with a little effort. But that. All I can say, looking back with more experience than I had then, is that I was vaguely aware of reaching towards sexual heights I had scarcely dreamed existed.Eventually, though by no means hurriedly, Teresa decided it was time for a change. ‘Would you like to have John now?’ she said.No need to ask, but I had a contribution of my own to make. ‘Yes,’ I said, ‘but like this.’ Slightly apprehensive about taking that monster when I was on my back, wide open and susceptible to deep penetration, I.