Red symbolizes so many things I want to bring back into the relationship, sensuality, heat, passion…’ ‘Red also reminds me of periods, pain, and...death.’ ‘Lara!’ ‘Well, it does! Look, I think your plan is good and all, but you shouldn’t be the only one trying to bring something new and interesting to the table. Where are David’s contributions? Don’t be the only one giving one hundred percent, Kennedy.’ ‘And there went my positive attitude,’ I huffed. ‘Don’t lose focus on my account, Kennie.. Er Miss?”“Yes that would be so helpful, no rush, come back at the week-end, I’ll let you run off now and clean up after your labours.”Talk about dazed and confused. There can be no doubt, She’s seen my wet patch twice now and doesn’t bat an eyelid. Yes, the jobs I’m doing for Her needed to be done but did She need to be doing some activity, revealing, exciting activity in my full view? I couldn’t work out if She was just being kind to a pathetic old wanker or if She actually got a kick out of. He didn’t really want to resist Sid, he wanted to keep getting fucked and give in to the sensations. In the back of his mind Bobby knew this didn’t feel like a game anymore, he felt like he could really die. Bobby thrashed harder yet Sid’s grip was unwavering. Sid relished the feeling as his lover thrashed helplessly beneath him; he couldn’t wait to spill himself into this gorgeous young male. But he would wait…Just as Bobby knew all was lost…. As blackness started to close in… He was rocked by. " Buddy said. We clinked beers and drank down, satisfied in a good initial impression on the bitch.#Nine minutes later the bathroom door opened and our toy walked out, wobbling on red six-inch fetish heels. Her skin was set out by white lace panties from Victoria's secret, her C-cup breasts (smaller than I like 'em, but beggers can't be choosers) pushed up into sexy cleavage by a matching bra. She had reapplied her eyeliner, mascara and lipstick, and she was now the very picture of a young.