"So what DO you like to get up to in the bedroom?"Tim shifted a little uncomfortably. "We can talk openly then can we? I mean, you won't sit in judgem...ent?" Of course not. That is certainly not why I am here. Go on. I want to know what you like. All of it." She sounded a little bossy, Tim thought. He rather liked it. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad telling this doctor after all."I love bondage. Simple as that. I love tying Amelia up with handcuffs, chains, ropes, ties...anything that will bind her.. It was cold outside and i was still feeling my dick hard and was very much aroused , after a while coffee was served and , slowly i got up and closed the door from inside and came back and sat in the chair opposite to her and was looking her, she was smiling and i too was responding but we both were silent, suddenly there was loud music coming from outside, so she went to the window and watched from where it was coming i too moved behind her and was standing closely to her back my dick touching. John had my right nipple in his mouth and was sucking on it hungrily. As David French kissed me, his tongue twisting with mine, his hand was massaging my inner thigh. John's hand wasn't idle either as rubbed my pussy, which was already very wet, through my panties. It was an amazing feeling having both of them playing with my tender parts, while Mike captured it all on film. I felt John's fingers easing my panties aside and soon his fingers were teasing my bare pussy lips. David continued. . with such loathing that I just couldn’t stand it.”“I heard some of it, but you can’t let him get you like that. When he does, he has taken a little bit of control over you, and I know you don’t want that, correct?”“No. Ah, yes, sir. I’ll do my best to keep things under my control when it comes to him.”“Good, good,” Mr. Morose said back to me. “Why don’t you grab your things and head on towards your next class.”“I have music, next, right next door,” I replied. “Can l just head back to my.