”I leant in, holding his huge dick up, and slowly stuck my tongue out. I licked the tip of it and tasted a little bit of something sweet.“My pre-c...um leaks out like crazy when I haven’t cum in a few hours. Why don’t you wrap your lips around my cock and get all that pre-cum out for me?” He said.He pressed his dick forward into my face so it was pressed up against my lips. I parted them slightly and he pushed his way in. I couldn’t believe this; I had never even thought about giving a guy a. Not in that way.”“In what way, Mistress?” asked Amélie.“In the dancing. It is very vigorous.”“And?” said Sandrine.“It is wanton. Men and women dance naked, bare, under the moonlight if there is a moon, in the darkness except for the light of the torches if there is no moonlight.” Mistress Heathcoate shivered. “It is quite remarkable.” She twisted in her chair as though she had a sudden itch. “Quite remarkable.”Sandrine and Amélie exchanged a glance. They understood Mistress Heathcoate. And I'm going to call my wife (then girlfriend), Louise, from this point on. Obviously this is not her real name but I feel that it is rather stupid to not refer to her by a name in all of my fantasy stories.We went to a Halloween party about five months after we started dating. We had been having sex for a few months so we were comfortable with each other bodies. I've been pushing Louise's sexual boundary steadily and suggested to her to dress sexy for the party. She surprised me by picking a. She had her hand in her panties feeling herself with a dazed look as I walked up to her. She said, “you know, I really love you and how you are so resilient and willing to let me direct how you are sexual, is there anything you want besides what I want?” I thought for a minute, sipped my coffee, and said, “honey you are so active in your fantasy land with my role kind of defined by you that I love to see what you have thought out in terms of the role you would like me to play to make your.