My left hand moved to the back of his head, pulling him to me, desperate for his mouth to devour mine. He leaned back against the couch, pulling me up... against him so we were at equal apparent height. His left hand tangled in my curly hair, holding our faces tightly together. His right hand, however, remained free to explore. It started behind my back, pressing firmly against the tight muscles under my shoulder blade, and then up to briefly rub the back of my shoulder and side of my arm. Sliding. I know this will help prepare me for what is to come later. You tell me how much you are looking forward to fucking my ass with your strap-on and this plug is small compared to what awaits me.You order to to re-assume the inspection position. Now you attach some mild nipple clamps linked together with a chain to my erect little nipples. I groan as you tighten them. I know they will start to go slightly numb soon, but right now even the mild ones are intense. Lastly you add some leather. You can help me with Julie."Bobby merely looked at her lethargically, while Barbara asked, "What's wrong with Julie?" I don't know. She stopped coming to school after she visited Bobby at the hospital, and she just came back yesterday. She wouldn't talk to me about why she'd been gone, but I know she spent a lot of time in the office when she came back. I worry about that girl. But maybe she'll talk to the love of her life," she said with a wink at Bobby.Bobby snorted. "If she needs her love. Hedonism is my religion.” We sat in deep leather chairs and drank wine for a while. I asked her about her work and she asked me about mine. She was fun and witty and I liked her and thank God I did, because however desperate I was to get laid, I wasn’t going to do it with just anyone. But this was not really about small talk. This was about sex. “Let me show you my bedroom.” I’d worn the student uniform, blue jeans and a paler blue shirt, canvas shoes. Her long, black skirt and silk t looked.