All I thoughtsafter the sting of his belt were that: "please take my fuckhole mouthDaddy, I accept, I accept...please take it Daddy"...That might have... been my last big gag, honestly I don't remember. We gotlost in each other at this moment, becoming sexual creatures making somekind of strange love to each other. I know that for a while both of hishands were on my hand and he was fucking my throat slowly in and out,long strokes...my eyes were tearing up under the blindfold, tearing upfrom a. Well it does but it is nothing like it used to be. Anyhow, we would chat and write each other all the time. Occasionally he would come up with sexual tasks for me. And like I told you , I was out of control back then and thought some of the things he came up with were so fucking hot. I would dream about how it might go down and it always turned me on. This time he told me to go to a mall or shopping center. He didn't care what I wore as long as the top was low cut or could unbuttoned very low,. I could see it all right then, just from one second to the next. I felt that I was blind before, but suddenly I could view it vividly. Rose wants to fuck me, or at least loves the idea of being with another woman."I examined myself for another moment and just smiled. I didn't speak a word, but then I went to my closet. I swung one of the metal doors open and glanced over all the clothes I had hung up in there."Oh, what dress would make the temptation as strong as possible? I can only imagine. Then I could see him pulling her as tight up against his crotch and D was responding back by hiking her skirt up a little. Now D likes to wear crotch less underwear so I know she was getting a good feel of what was between Roy's legs. The song was over and they both made their way back to the table. I can see that D was very relaxed and she took my hand down to her wet pussy .Next song was a rap song which D does not like. I ask Roy if he lived close by. He said yes. I then ask him if he would.