There was a knock at the door and I was somewhat surprised. She was a little early and that was unusual.I opened the door and said, "Welcome." She cam... in and we kissed for a long delicious moment tongues snaking around each other. That woman can kiss.She was standing in khaki London Fog raincoat, which I asked her if I could take. She smiled devilishly and undid the buttons and belt and dropped it to the floor. She was wearing nothing but a grin and goosebumps.Her 36 C tits hung there so. I wanted to try it, in fact, but I was scared after the scarves and spanking. I ... couldn’t do it ... not anymore. Not with a man. I couldn’t let a man tie me up. It felt ... wrong. That’s not to say that I’m against bondage per se. I just don’t want to have a man tie me up and spank me.“Two reasons. The first is that I’m a switch, yes, but I feel differently about it with men as opposed to women. I’m attracted to both sexes, but I tend to dominate men and submit to women. I’ve discovered that. Nor anybody come to think. What about you buddy? You like handling a real Texan dick?"M was wanking Jim by this time his hand curled around the fat pork shaft that felt so much larger than his own and so much more satisfying to hold."Its very stiff and hard," M said, " I like the feel of it. How is that wanking, does it feel good?" Well it is good enough, but you know what buddy, I'm here to donate my semen to these two lovely ladies and I reckon I'd be happier if I had young Jenny's soft. "Mom this is Mrs. Williams–Denise. Denise, this is my mother, Desiree." I'm pleased to meet you," Mom said. "I'm very pleased to meet you too," Denise said."And this is Brian, Mom," I said introducing him to my mother."Very nice to meet you, Mrs. Johnson. I can see where Tawnisha gets her looks from!" he said. Always the charmer!"It's a pleasure to meet you too, Brian. My Tawnisha hasn't told me too much about you and I think I know why!" Mom said, looking at me with playful scorn. She had.