At least,he dressed like a boy and mostly looked like one, but the way he talkedand acted seemed a little girlish.Still giggling, he took a step towar...ds Madam Martinique and asked, "Mindif I answer that question?"The head mistress smiled at him as she slipped the riding crop into thelong sleeve wrapped tightly around her forearm. There was a no-nonsensetone to her voice that was firm without being harsh. "You're welcome toshare your insights, Tod. I trust you've been here long enough toexplain. . you want me to get on top?"Si mami, subete." I watched as she climbed up onto me and slowly slid my cock into her tight little shaved snatch. She winced just a bit. Even though she had a lot of lube in her she was tight and my cock is pretty thick. She began to quickly grind on my dick, bouncing up and down and breaking a bead of sweat on her neck just above her breasts. I leaned up to lick her tits and smell her sweet body.She turned around into reverse cowgirl. I couldn't resist rubbing her. The feel of other people, the familiar ring of their cell phones. The lights began to look spread out like water on a windshield. And still we were snakes. Bumping into each other and pulling apart like smoke. I had claws and you had claws. We were snatching at each other. Harder and harder now. I could almost feel these imaginary things on my body. This smoke, these scales, those nails. And I’m hinting about bed rooms and blankets. Complaining of the cold just so you can warm me. Touch me,. I decided to do this right, and I slowly took off all of my clothes, exposing, for the first time, my seven inch cut cock to John. I saw his pants get slightly tighter, and I decided to let his big "little friend" get some air. I crept up from the foot of my bed towards John, who was sitting against the headboard. I unbuttoned his pants, unziped his fly, and slid his pants slowny off. I saw his large cock pressing against his confining boxers. I laid my head on his crotch, and I smelled.