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They were all slapping Zeke on the back and giving him high fives. “You enjoyed that, didn’t you?” Zeke asked me when we were in his car alone. I decided to get serious with him, “Zeke, whether or not I enjoyed it isn’t the point. The bigger question is: do you enjoy it when I do things like that—say things like that?” “So it’s all for my benefit?” “Yep.” “Then I love it. I love all of it. I love how bold you are . . . especially with the guys.” “I thought so, but I just needed to hear you say it.” The following week, I was faced with a dilemma: I felt like I needed to keep coming up with new ways to keep Zeke’s interest but I was out of ideas. I was recycling the sexy tops I knew he liked, and the sex was awesome, but I just felt like I needed to introduce something new into our relationship. I didn’t want it to ever get stale or routine for girl him. Finally, I had an fetish idea. When he picked me up Thursday morning, I was wearing a fairly conservative halter top. I told him I’d like to go to IHop for breakfast. He gave me a quizzical look, but he agreed. During breakfast, I told him I had a surprise for him when we got to his motor home. I had to giggle when he kept pestering BDSM me for hints. Two hours later, and after a quick blowjob, I had him pour me a glass of Vodka. When he handed it to me and settled onto the sofa beside me, I told him, “I know what you’re going to want when I get my next period, so I think we should start getting my ass used to it. What do you think?” His eyes shot open, “Are you serious?” “Very serious.” I said while looking him right in the eyes. “I would love that. When do you want to start?” I laughed, “I’d like to finish my Vodka first, but then my ass is all yours.” “Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!” kept echoing in my brain, but I didn’t say it out loud. He hadn’t even got the head of his cock inside my ass yet. I was on my knees on the side of the bed with him standing behind me. He had a jar of Vaseline, and he’d used a generous amount on his cock and on my ass, but it domination wasn’t helping so far. “You need to relax.” He told me in an understanding voice. “That’s easy for you to say.” A couple of minutes later, I gave up. “Lay down on your back.” I told him. “Maybe I can relax if I’m in control.” When he was on his back, I straddled him with my face toward his feet. “You do the aiming and let me do the rest.” spanking When I felt the head of his cock touch my asshole, I wiggled my butt back and forth a few times and then began pushing myself backward. “That was passionate!” the president exclaimed. “I was thinking about having some coq-au-vin, but I think I’ll stick with the clams,” Bobbi said, smiling spanking up at the waitress. They live BDSM in a comfortable four bedroom, two-story home located in an exclusive gated community. At around 5:30 they came upstairs to leave they all said good night, Willie was the last one out, her purposely brushed against her. “Fuck, you just came in me.” This was it. Her climax on the fifth load was minimal but domination her head was now clear. I love you too sweetie.” she grabs my hand Softly As we were walking to the bedroom to get it on. On Tuesday, Katie and Cheryl went out shopping again, this time for food for the barbecue dinner. I really needed some release and I was so close. It’s not my first time to see her, I heard their laughing from the fetish stair case. So, did Gunther and he was so happy, and ‘relieved.’ Linda sat before us, thighs girl spread wide. “Do me a favour,” she said. She looked back at me as I closed the door to the truck and walked around to the driver side. Seth then pulled out again, and my hole closed once again. The smell of sweet potpourri filled the air, tickling my nose.