But the sensation still felt good for both of them, and she rocked back onto him, taking him all the way back in, and laid down on his chest. Every no...w and then she would either squeeze him for let him slide a bit to tickle her. She began kissing him again, gently and lovingly now that the storm of lust had passed. After a few minutes, and regardless of his efforts, he began to soften and eventually slipped out, pulling small stream of semen with him.She got up carefully off him and went in. And I knew she wouldn't call me, either. Well, she had never called me. Probably didn't even know my telephone number, which is unlisted.But if she did know the number, I was pretty certain she wouldn't be calling it, anyway.The question was, the next time I called her number, would she talk to me? I mean, had I really done anything so reprehensible? Or was Shirley simply reacting to the fact that I knew too much about her previous life?Maybe it wasn't so much that I knew about it, as it was. And now my dear sister, I will be lying along side you, kissing you at times, as my fingers reach deep inside you and extend to their full length, and at the tip of my fingers I will feel something like a small water balloon, and I will gracefully massage and tickle a bit this spot, and then my eyes will take on a new intensity as they look at you and my kisses will become more passionate, and I will start giving you with my fingers deep inside your pussy the "come hither" motion, curling my. I followed her outof the bedroom to what seemed to be a closet door in the hallway. Sheopened it and I could see it was an elevator! All this time in thisfabulous home and I did not know this was here.We exited the elevator at what I assumed was the basement. Anotherplace I had not been. Once again pulling the leash taut, I followedDeana down a dark hall to a locked door. When she opened it, I. noticedthe darkness, black walls and thick padding on the inside of the door.Deana stepped into.