Before hanging up he asked, "How about joining me for a drink this evening? I'll pick you up about eight-thirty." Sounds lovely," I replied. "See you ...then."After Richard hung up, I wondered just what he had been hinting at concerning Bridget's 'kinks'. Finally, after mulling it over for awhile, I decided to do what any red blooded young American lady visiting London would do; I went shopping, returning to my suite about eleven o'clock loaded down with bags and parcels containing my purchases. I. It’s good to try all the different pleasures with someone trusted. We never got embarrassed discussing them. She knew I really enjoyed bondage, so we tried many different ways. It was always safely though, and never painful. I had to know that I could always escape if needed. You never know; she could have a heart attack or something. Lying down on a bed was best, although we have tried it sitting on a kitchen chair and even while standing, arms tied in the air over a door. I enjoyed them all,. He kept the pressure on and ground against my ass while I sucked air and suffered the pain exploding in my brain…I was gonna’ need some Tylenol when this fucking was over!As the pain went down to a dull roar I got my breathing under control and told him to fuck me…just fuck me. I may have moaned that (probably). I didn’t have to tell him twice; he withdrew a little and started a nice slow easy fucking. My ass screamed every time he buried himself; I squealed like a bitch every time he hit. "You can wait a little longer." She flicks my clit again and I spread my legs even further. One hand caresses my ass as the other floats over my ready cunt. I moan again and say."Please!" She slowly works a finger into my hole and I moan louder, her middle finger gently kneading my clit as her finger moves in and out of me. She then inserts another finger. Her other hand smacks my ass and I yelp at the surprise and moan at the pleasure. I do not even realize that I have moved my knees up and am.