? Her Master was a kind, caring man in asimilar predicament to herself; they had met online and had decided to take itto the next level in real life. ...He had sent her an email with her instructions.? She was to come to his farm just outside thecity in a semi rural area.? There they wouldhave plenty of privacy and could play indoors or out depending on theweather.? For the journey there, Dianawas to wear an overcoat.? She was to be completely naked underneath thecoat and she was to call in at the. My hand gently strokes your stomach, up to your breasts and along the tops of your thighs. I stroke your arms, down to your wrists, and then my strong hands grip your wrists and hold your hands against the railing. You give a muffled yelp of surprise. With my other hand I quickly remove my belt and use it to tie your wrists to the balcony railing.I grip your hips and pull you backwards slightly, causing your to bend at waist and support yourself with your tied hands. I raise your skirt. Her stroking moved closer to the base as she drew me deeper into her throbbing mouth. Her head was moving up and down synchronized with her hand. It was as if they were attached and moved together. Her hand was gone now and she had me fully in her mouth. Her sucking and bobbing was making me moan loudly and I wanted to hold her head, but if I did she would stop and get off my hard cock. I sat there enjoying each mounting wave of pleasure as it broke over my cock. She increased the speed of her. ”“I’m not getting married.”“How come?”“I don’t like boys.”“Why not?”“Because they’re disgusting. All they do is talk about ... you know.”“You mean your tits?”The word sent us both into giggles.“Shhh!” she said.“Do boys like your tits?” I said.“They like them too much.”“At least you have tits.”“Stop saying tits!”We pressed our hands to my mouth. The laughs backed up and sputtered out our noses. It was fun, like we were five years old. Sister says bad words are a sin against the Second.