They collapsed on the bed together. Howie ended up on top, straddling Lawton's waist. He struggled to undo the buttons on Lawton's red shirt as the ra...bbit simultaneously tried to disrobe him. It was complicated in the dark - there was very little light from the window, but they soon managed. Embracing again, they slowed down as they kissed.Arms wrapped around each other, the fox and rabbit ground their hips together as they traded spit, tongues twirling. Lawton loved every moment... for all the. Before Alan, I had never even considered havingsex in public places. With Alan, there were times I just couldn't wait'til we got home ? and didn't.About a month before our wedding, I discovered his taste in women'sclothing came from wearing it, rather than just admiring it. The subjecthad come up often in the past, with casual, light-hearted references to'sissies' and 'girly boys' chuckled at by both of us. The frequency withwhich these references kept cropping up aroused my suspicions. We. Pushing her ahead of me into the room, I shut the door and turn her around. Nice tits sticking through the bra. Something is odd. They look pink. I think for a second. Of course, she’s English, not Chinese. Of course the titties are not dark. I smirk as my eyes rove up and down her body. Nice pussy. Smooth legs. Whole body blushing. Eyes wet. Sweat running down front.I grab the bra string and pull so the bra falls off. She tries to hold it down so I slap her again. She needs to learn who is. I winced at the pain, she said, that’s not allowed, on your belly again! I lay back down on top of the ottoman, my bare arse open to her hands. I felt a sort of half hearted smack, but nothing else for a minute or so, then she leant over me and whispered in my ear, do you trust your Mistress? I replied yes, I trust my Mistress, she said good boy. She moved off me then I felt her spread my bum cheeks, then a cold, wet and slimy hard object was pushed against my um hole, she was going to fuck me!.