It was on a Friday evening and I knew that my sister was baby-sitting there, I had seen Mrs. Barton leaving an hour before to help in the preparation ...f the weakly bingo.When I saw Mr. Barton entering his house, I told myself that Vicky was going to come out at any moment and she was going to join us in our game. But it didn't happen. She came out of the Barton's house well over an hour later and further more, when I asked her to join us, she said that she didn't feel like playing. Instead, she. Once in a while instead of theblow I was expecting, I would feel his lips against my skin. My ass was sohot after the bamboo stick treatment, that his kisses felt very soothing. Alsothe surprise of his gentle touch instead of the pain I was expecting was extremelyarousing. When he though I'd had enough, he ordered me to get in bed. He pushed meon my back, without untying my hands or taking off the blindfold, spread mylegs wide and, after feeling how incredibly wet I was, penetrated me with. I squeeze my eyes closed, and just give into the sensations. At the same time as the mouth is loving one nipple, a hand is pinching the other between index and middle finger with rhythmic squeezes, thumb stroking across nipple over and over. The rhythm of the mouth and the fingers sends a continuous stream of sensation through my body, and I feel small contractions happening between my thighs, and a fluttery quiver in my belly.The mouth begins over again with my other nipple, and I feel a hand. My investments have been making more money than my dates were bringing in. The dates have been a way for me to have a sort of social life and put away some more for my future. Strange isn't it?" She asked."Not strange." I answered. "You found a way to make ends meet then a way to prosper. As long as you are happy with what your life is, no one else's opinion is important."Julie gave me the little girl look of facing down but raising her eyes to mine, "Your opinion is important to me."With that.