" she smiled at Cindy knowingly. "Later. Call..."She left the room."I take it this is all one of those plans?" I asked Cindy."Uh-huh. I get Dan time. ...ina gets Alan time. And we all get to spend time with Susan." As she was talking, she was shedding clothing. "Big shower, baby ... me an' you..." and twinkling green eyes.I undressed and as soon as my feet came out of the pants at my feet, she was up against me, soft, warm, eager."Oh, NOW I remember..." Remember what?" she asked."What these. She had kept her submissive desires tightly controlled, though with Pete there was never any real desire, he just didn't do that for her, but this man did. He had advertised for a female, in her fifties, someone with submissive tendencies who wanted to experience erotica but without pain. She had known the possibility of pain attached to her deep need to be submissive had been a barrier which he had very simply removed by promising erotic submission without any pain. She didn't want to be. She rubbed up and down the slit, then curled her hand and probed between the lips. Little by little, she inched her finger in. "Oh, Doris honey," she exclaimed. "What a sweet little cunt! So tight! No wonder all the boys like screwing you! You must be a great ride!"She slapped Doris's bare bottom and pulled her upright by grabbing her hair. She kept Doris arched backwards as she undid the buttons of her shirt and removed it. The pert little tits were the next object of her attention. She. The next afternoon at noon, we buzzed down the coast in Ken's hot little red Porsche with the top down. It was as thrilling a ride as Ken had described to me at the reception dinner the evening before. I really did feel like a sweet Barbie going to spend a wonderful day with her Ken having a picnic at the beach. And I gave him a wonderful blow job on the way down the coast in the little Porsche. He came in my mouth with a big hot load of his cum and it felt wonderful being Barbie for my tall.