The remnants of the previous hour. My pussy languishing in the memory of his exertions. His tongue is even better than I had imagined. I study his na...ked body – the hairy chest next to the soft skin beneath his arms. The faint outline of his ribs beneath the flesh, of his hip bones. Tender. Delicate. I want to scrape my fingernails across them. To mark him. To watch the blood rising to the surface. He hasn’t looked back at me. My silent, predatory gaze seems to be unnerving him now. I can see. That was the first time we had a sort of date. Sorry for the slow start, just getting the background out of the way in my first story with her. Fast forward a couple of months, we were sitting on the swing in the front yard just at dusk, talking which turned into making out which turned into me sliding my hand up her shorts to find that she wasn't wearing panties and kept her pussy shaved. We continued kissing as I rubbed her pussy lips and then parting them only to find that she was soaking. '' Yes please Mistress June''.''Ok then bring me the key''. He waked over to a dresser pulled open a drawer and removed a key and walked back and placed it in her hand.It was only then I realised the power she had over him. The key was there at hand. He could just go and get it and set his cock free, but he didn't because his Mistress had to allow it and when she didn't his cock remained caged. June undid the little lock and yanked the cage from his cock making him yelp in pain. His little cock. David said that Tony had been wanking himself stupid every day, reliving the time they had spent together, and that he was desperate to come round again. Accordingly, they arranged to have another session together the next weekend. As before, the three of them went into Carole's room and the boys sat nude on Carole's bed as she did her " strip " for them; this time, however, she says she went farther than she had gone the previous week, in that when she took her skirt off, she sat on a hard.