Sure, if you individually or we jointly were going to the gym, of course you’d change. But sometimes you’d bitch if I needed to shave or something..., yet you didn’t show respect in the other direction.”I could see tears in his eyes. “That isn’t being a slave but being courteous and mutually respectful -- if you said I looked nice, I didn’t change. I’d dress to go out for dinner if you liked. If we are to have any relationship, it has to be mutually respectful.“I needed consistency from you. Some. Yes it’s not that long ago.But it started on April 25,2014, as my mom asked me to go and ask for something from her. So I went to her house which is around 30 meters away from mine and the main door of her house is not visible to our house. So I went there and saw the gate was open so I went inside and heard some moans and being an experience person I understood what she doing but what I noticed after 20 seconds changed the whole direction of my thinking and possibly is the reason why I got to. Your long fingers find my clitoris and begin making small circles. Another clap of thunder. I shiver and move my hips to your rhythm. Your mouth finds my nipples and your other hand grasps my ass, hard.You have me pinned against the hard rocks when all I can think about is being pinned against your hardness. I bite your neck and lose myself on your fingers. Another clap of thunder. You bite my nipple and I grab your ass. I want you so bad. Hard. Fast. Let’s race mother nature, love.I let you. When I entered the room 15 minutes later, there was dimmed red light and soft music playing. Andy came towards me, took my hand and directed me to the first closet. He opened it, took out two dildos and handed them over to me. “Put them in the middle of the room, please.” We went from closet to closet and in the end, there were four dildos and one huge plug in the middle of the room. The smallest dildo was about the size of my forearm, whilst the biggest was almost as long and wide as my leg. I.