She rarely noticed his phone appear in the window, and imagined that he was selfishly keeping those shared, strangely intimate moments to himself.The ...previous morning, she had worn the sexiest red bra and panties she owned to her breakfast appointment with the young next-door neighbor. Though she dared not risk more than the briefest of side-eye glances, she was certain he was touching himself as he watched her. He most certainly was in her fantasies.She peeked through the curtains on her way. This is called 'The Capitulation Ritual' in our culture. No woman in our culture may follow the orders of another man, which contradict our dominant companion's orders, unless this ritual is performed".I was about to say that this was pure nonsense and that I'd never do this since it was at best assault by the FoM BHC statutes, but Paula could see I was not buying it and cut me off before I said anything. "Sir, this is consensual. You are not hurting us against our will. We need you to do this. There was no pretending and no willful blindness, just a woman's mouthabout to enjoy not one but two beautiful cocks.I kissed along the length of Bob's erection before I pulled his boxersdown. His cock sprung out at me, fully erect this time and very, veryinterested in how I would pleasure it."Oh" I said, "very nice, Bob."I cupped his balls and immediately realized how much bigger his packageseemed against my new, small girl hands. Slipping the head inside mymouth, I luxuriated in the taste. It was during the main course that I almost choked to death when she asked me about the toys.I could feel my cheeks burning as I looked into her eyes and I could see her disappointment when I told her I was too afraid or confused to try anything other then the small metallic vibrator. She shrugged and we continued our dinner. I was still a little hungry but not enough to eat an entire dessert so I suggested we share a piece of cake. As we ate the chocolate cake together I told her how the cake.