When she returned to the waiting room, she found Paula and Lisa."Sis! How's Steve doing? I couldn't believe what happened. I heard about it when I cam...e out of my first class this morning. Kids were telling me that they saw you on TV telling the nation about the attack by suicide bombers, that they tried to shoot you, and that Steve ensured that they were at least successful with the 'suicide' part of their plan. That boyfriend of yours is incredible. How is he?" asked Lisa as she hugged her. Laying there, wrapped in silken ties, blindfolded, spread eagle, writhing, arching, the dildos stretching me, opening me to your gaze. “I’m going to untie you now” you whisper, “but I don’t want you to move. Can you do that for me?” “Anything” I reply. My arms feel weightless as the bonds are released. I stretch my legs out to release the tension in them after they are released. “Ahh, thank you” I say. “Don’t thank me yet. I’m not quite finished with you” you say to me. . The problem was that she will go on pouring more and more honey and it will become a never ending process. After the introduction of honey into our sex, she was not demanding any fucking session. Half spoon of honey poured on the clit and twirling of my tongue around it toTake out the sweetness will make her cum many times. It is one of nicest experiences in sex, she will say. We alternated with liquid glucose, rasgola liquid, syrup of the gulab jamun and for a change it was all perfect. But. I slowly started to bounce ever so slightly until I felt the pain turn to pleasure. He asked if it was ok to speed up yet and I said no. Not because it hurt now but because I wanted it to last longer than 30 seconds. We carried on like that for a few minutes and he said ok it’s time for me to take over. Lie on your back and hand me your ankles. I done as he asked and he assumed this position between my legs. He found his mark and slowly entered me. He wasn’t brutal this time but he.