And to feel that with your hand, one of your primary sense organs, is mind-blowing. Absolutely mind-blowing. You feel the pressure. You feel the contr...ctions. You feel the rhythm of the heartbeat racing to meet the contraction. You feel her entire body just rippling around you to the rhythm of an orgasm. It's like the difference between going to a ballroom dance cotillion, and a rave with 300 people who are all incredibly high. There's more sensory feedback. And it's awesome.But it's almost. ’‘What works there is curiosity. That’s a good strategy, master, and in my view, that strategy seems especially effective in May. What do you plan on doing? How much will you reveal?’‘Nothing. I have an even bigger plan. Instead of giving it away for free, wouldn’t it be better to let her find out slowly on her own?’‘Ah, the flash drive? But master, I thought you had prepared it for something else since you bought it before you met her.’‘The flash drive content is not important, the important. Molly helped out, grabbing me by the hair and pushing me deeper into her breastsHer soft titflesh was all around me, rubbing up against my cheeks. The leaf of lettuce, my ridiculous but all-important goal, was within reach now. I extended my tongue and took an exploratory lick along the goosebumpy flesh of her breasts. I was in pretty much any straight man's idea of heaven. My tongue encountered a spot of dressing on its path and licked it up. It was an intriguing contrast to the taste of her. It tied at the waist but the deep neckline left most of my breasts exposed. He then explained that we were going to visit another room to continue our night of bondage play. But, first he needed to blindfold me. He slipped the blindfold over my head and down over my eyes. I felt him take me by the hand and lead me out of the door of the “cross room” as I call it. I knew we were in the hallway and I heard other people talking close to me. I felt several pairs of hands touch.
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