She joined me, said she enjoyed that immensely and we should do it again. I told her I had to think about that.Well, every other day for the next mont...h I found myself butt up and being fucked again, enjoying it more than at first with her and not being tied down, well, all the time. Occasionally she still tied me but not always and I was compliant and laid on the bench and spread my legs for her and another fucking my ass session started. In the meantime, we were having good regular missionary. He reached out and stroked her hair, his own mouth forming a slight smile. They stayed like that for a moment, her with her hands in her lap and him petting her. His hand stopped moving and his fingers gripped her hair, he did not tug it, he simply let her feel the tension of his grasp. “Stand,” he ordered. “Yes sir,” she whispered, loving the word, rising slowly to her feet. He stood behind her, pressing his hand to the back of her head he ran his fingers through her hair. His other hand. Can we please go to the meet, Brian?" Cheyanne asked me with a winning smile. Who was I to refuse this lovely lady?"Sure we can." I replied, even though all I wanted to do was be alone with this beautiful lady.So I waited until Cheyanne had gotten ready to go into town. It was decided that we'd go in by train and leave my car at her place so that I could have a few drinks as well. I won't drink and drive.When we arrived in town and were walking down towards where the chat meet was, Cheyanne. I work overseas and go to the United States on vacations to visit my wife. When I am traveling, I can play dress up being Cindy. On my return from vacation, I scheduled a stop over of three days in London. I reserved the first day for my glamour shoot. The second day reserved to do my own makeup and a second photo shoot. I had arranged a photographer to do another photo shoot with pictures of me out in public on the streets of London. The last day in London was reserve to go to the CD or TV.