If someone as vivacious and beautiful was to come along in a few weeks' time and offer to be my boyfriend, I would turn her down as gently as I could...."Why would you do that?" My mother asked."Not just because I love Susan," I told her. I would turn her down because Susan has all the qualities I need to help me make the most of my life." I am glad to hear you say that, but would you like to tell me and Susan what you think they are." I think her relationship with me and my acceptance of what. Time to move. Somewhere above me the groove becomes a jamming crack. I’m out of practice at jamming. I wonder what will happen when and if I get to it, but I don’t wonder for long – I’ll deal with it when it’s in front of me. What’s in front of me now is plenty to occupy my mind and it does. As I steadily gain height I begin to think that I might, perhaps, be able to climb the pitch after all. I suppress the thought. ‘Stay focussed!’ The rack of cams at my waist is heavy and there’s been. “How many times did you climax?” Tom asked.“Three,” I replied.“And, then, again with me?”“Oh yes, I just needed your cock. I guess for reassurance. I remember it felt so good.“Have you ever done that again?” Tom asked.I replied no which was literally true. I have never had another visit to a massage parlour that led to sex, although Julie, my lesbian lover, and I often massage each other. I have even taught Timmy although his massages usually end in a very vigorous fuck! I just didn’t think Tom. Jemma moaned and it took only moments before they had pulled each other's clothes off and had fallen to the floor, faces between each other's legs, hungrily licking and sucking each other's cunts.Suddenly Maggie broke away and rolled over, sitting up and looking at her sweet submissive friend. Jemma lay, gazing up into her friend's clouded eyes and wondered what was wrong."Mistress?" the girl asked. "Are you okay?"Maggie moaned and licked her lips. "I ... I ... let me submit to you tonight,.