He kissed my fingers."Neither have I." He smiled.He kissed me softly on the lips then took my hand and led me into thebedroom. Rather than throw me on...to the bed, he held me lightly and kissedme again. As our tongues met I dropped a hand down to find his cock. Iwas a bit clumsy but managed to undo his zip and slide my hand inside hisboxer shorts.It was like some kind of wild animal that had been released. It sprunginto my hand, warm and hard, and I could feel the tip was slightly moistalready.. We covered mainly BDSM related themes, from Marquis de Sade to the present day.In about a week she suggested we met for a coffee. Just the two of us, not with her slave, with whom she had an open relationship. We met at a cosy place near Acropoli, at the centre of Athens. We talked and talked for almost three hours, over coffee and later beer. There was an obvious chemistry between us. I wanted to fuck her brains out, gag her mouth with my thick cock and leave her ass sore for a whole week; yet. Jenny admired the look on his face as she saw him cum, then planted a soft kiss on his lips as she felt his cock softening within her.Finally, Jenny moved up to lie side-by-side with Robert, allowing his limp cock to leave her folds. Robert looked on in amazement at his soft member, coated with her juices. Just then, an unpleasant thought suddenly entered his mind and he jerked up in fear.“Jenny, I’m so sorry. I didn’t use a condom,” he stammered.Jenny laughed in response, “It’s alright, silly.. . and I have found one who can do it now. I would so love to see Herwords returned to us before I die. Please forgive me for this onevanity, but I believe he merits special dispensation."Katherine paced again. She'd scored high in hostage and crisisnegotiations at the Academy, equaling as her off-the-chart hand-to-handcombat marks; she knew when to switch tactics."How will I protect him? Special dispensation or no, if Cassiopeia'shomicidal Maenads find him looking at the plates," Katherine.