Each time they met limits weregently expanded, previous "no-zones" were eliminated as trust betweenthem manifested into solid rock. Sessions became mo...e varied, longer, more intense. Toward the end of the third year, there wasnothing, truly, she wouldn't have allowed him to explore. He knew her fears,her terrors, her delights, and he never violated any of their rules. Shetrusted him with her life. Then life ripped them apart for a short while. Sohow was she feeling now? She wondered how He was. Her sensuous broad lips remained partly open under normal circumstances, which gave her face the sexiest appeal in the whole world. Her figure well I did not measure it but was in thin frame in spite of having a child was complementing the face of hers. Normally she wore dresses like salwar kameez etc. but when she wore saree she transformed into a perfect stunner. Her ability of wrap herself in a shear cloth of few yards amused me. That conceded many things but much more things were revealed.. ” “Had a few have you?” “Dozens, darling.’ Further words were impossible as her tongue pushed into me and her dildo stroked between my legs until with a gentle shove from her and a moan of delight from me she expertly drove into me. Kissing, tongues and one of her hands on my breast, the other on my ass she plundered me, increasingly forcefully pushing into me, pulling out then driving back. Several minutes of that and I was close. “Hold your horses, darling.” To my dismay she pulled out of me. Everything stopped. The doll was now straddling her puppeteer, and she grasped his left hand which still had a single finger inside of her. “I’m cold,” she said with a pout. She was back. “What?” “Don’t you think we should make the fire like you said?” And after a beat she added, “Master.” “It’s just so difficult for me to stay focussed on your orders if I’m cold.” She cupped her still covered breasts in her hands. “Okay,” he said. “Okay. There are a couple of logs over there, why don’t.