Later on I realised we were already friends on facebook. So, I contacted her with a PM to give her the photos of hers. She liked the pics and in the f...ollowing days we started to chat on fb, usually late at night. We covered mainly BDSM related themes, from Marquis de Sade to the present day.In about a week she suggested we met for a coffee. Just the two of us, not with her slave, with whom she had an open relationship. We met at a cosy place near Acropoli, at the centre of Athens. We talked and. He was just too interested in her body, it seemed."He is just way too young to look at me like that," Sandra thought.But then she also thought about that woman and how it seemed she didn't mind her boy looking at her. Well, her own government didn't seem to have a problem with it as well. The only thing they didn't allow, was that those youngsters could touch the older naked people. Although, with nobody around, would that boy follow the rules? He already had crossed those rules by spanking her. Marissa settled into the space as Jen’s thighs spread for her. She could feel the soft, downy hair tickle her upper thigh and, with a little more pressure, the hot, slick cum coated her leg. Marissa began to rock her hips, using her thigh to apply pressure between Jen's legs and giving her something to grind on. Little groans slipped out between heavy breaths, each sound captured my Marissa's lips as they pulled tight to each other. "Should I get it?" Marissa asked breathily. Jen nodded. I had previously only assumed trannies existed in internet pornos and had fantasized several times what it might feel like to see and touch one in the flesh. The moment my dick went in her mouth and I started having second thoughts about my wedding! The next 15 minutes felt like the best day of my life and my moans of pleasure were the only reminder that I hadn’t yet died and gone to heaven. The weed having somewhat numbed our senses I was able to extend the experience, and Katie having.