I dropped to my knees, spread them shoulder-width apart, thrust my chest out, bowed my head, and rested my hands, palm up, on my thighs. I heard Tanzy... say, “Dream, what in the hell are you doing?” I didn’t move a muscle because I knew that punishment would follow disobedience. “Dream, I am pleased to see that you know of the BDSM lifestyle,” Mistress Rose said in a voice like sweet honey. Helping me to my feet, Tim’s hand lingered on the small of my back. I actually looked down to make sure the. And then she’d started showing him off…and that rolled into letting her friends grope him…and that led to them making a game of giving him an erection…and that eventually led to his mother, herself, all but climbing atop of him in the shower a few weeks before he came to stay with her. The confusion about things came in with whether Shawn actually minded or not? From what she knew of him now, she suspected that he hadn’t really objected to any of it…and had, in fact, voluntarily given in to. Soft stifled whimpers escaped your lips as you felt his need, your own craving building from within. Your body alive to his touch as you writhed upon the wild grass. His grip on your wrists subsided, lowering his sculpted body upon you. His hands finding the curves of your goddess body, tracing the dip of the waist and the rise of the hips, his assured touch fueled your inner desires. Your legs wrapped around his, your body squirmed and writhed under him as naked flesh glided against one. How long have you been doing stuff like this?”“You mean us together or both of us with a guy?” Amy asked?“The latter.”“First time with a guy, but we’ve been doing stuff with each other all our lives. When we were little girls we’d play games and the loser had to kiss the winners’ pussy. Back then it was punishment, but we soon learned that it felt really good and things developed from there.”I couldn’t speak. I was blown away. A minute or two went by and I turned to Elly.“From what Amy told.