As she starts to moan, I'd break my lips away and leave a string of kisses to her neck. I'd run my fingers through her hair as I push it away from her...ear. Sucking on her ear lobe; a tiny bite; a lick all the way around her ear and then my tongue glides down her body seeking new pleasure points.The base of her neck draws me like a string was attached to my lips and they join in the pleasure again. Then, following the ridge of her collar bone with my kisses, I find the place where her two. The initial pleasantries over, we discussed life, family and generally avoiding talking about sex. To anybody looking, we seemed just two mates chatting over a coffee.“Are we going up to my room?” Paul said after an awkward silence in the conversation.“OK. If we don’t now, we never will. But we can stop anytime, no hard feelings?”“Agreed”I followed Paul up to his room, where we stood facing each other wondering what to do next. He then placed one hand on my thigh, the other going between my. First Mistress told Tiffany to take his uniform dress off, then remove his/her panties. This was always very humiliating to Tiffany, because he was always ashamed of his little wee wee Mistress called it and of course Mistress always made it a point to show the little wee wee off, today was no exception. Next he had to turn around and present his sissy butt for the installation of a butt plug.Tiffany never knew how big or what configuration the plug would be, he just had to present his butt for. At the other end there's a small dining room table with a fewchairs."I told you I was wild, but you didn't listen," she said, simply.I tried to reach for the checkbook, but Kathryn held it out of reach."When you said 'wild', I thought that meant things like drinking, drugs,wearing miniskirts, you know, stuff like that." Oh, you'd like that, wouldn't you?" Uh..." I hesitated, momentarily thrown off course. "No, that's not thepoint here." And what is the point?" The point is that you don't just.