I can write all these erotic stories of us and truthfully, I know that’s all they will ever be. Stories. Dreams. There is no future here. That is my...cold reality. We can get a hotel and lose ourselves in the clouds for an hour or two. But then we must leave, falling suicidal to the hard ground.Ground rules for being a mistress sometimes include things like remembering not to leave marks. Trying not to touch you so as not to leave my scent on you. Never wear lipstick. Air freshener in your car. First time, I was holding a guy dick with my hand. Why can’t I resist him, but I know that one thing, anyhow we were enjoying like anything. As compared to me, his dick was small than me. He also wondered when he holds my dick his hand. He told wow, “Vaibav you have huge cock, yup I know my dick is fatty also. Then he moves towards his head into nearby my dick. At last, what a surprise. My dick is inside his mouth and was giving the best blowjob to me. I pressed his head towards me. I was. You know how it feels and she was no less. She couldn’t control it but wanted to experience it.I touched her pussy for the first time and it was fully wet. It must have become wet for what I did. I slowly inserted my middle finger inside and then two fingers.She held my hand closing her eyes. This was a new experience for her and I finger fucked her for some time. It was fully wet and I wanted to lick it.I did so and sucked her pussy lips. She couldn’t control it anymore and gave out some. She couldn’t wait to taste his cum. Yet he was far from being finished with her.Michael opened up the bag, fumbling around inside until he pulled out the first roll of red rope. He turned towards her until she could see it. “Hands over your head. Such a lovely table. It’s built for bondage; you must have picked it with me in mind.”She never even thought of it, Michael the one that had the sexual imagination, Brandy the submissive one, allowing him anything that he wanted. She felt the rope tied.