Now, I think, I’m going to switch modes.” Her voice changed to a growl. “Lie back as I rub myself on your face, first for my pleasure, and then ...what you get from it.” The naughtiness, not the suggested dominance, was immensely attractive. It was also very sensual just to feel her shaven mound against my face, even before I began to lap at her dripping nectar.Afterwards, Lucy observed “While I really am not part of the BDSM lifestyle crowd, many of them make a point of frequently restating. He told me that he had wanted to fuck her face for so long but that she would never let him do anything like that when they were dating.Russ and I drank another beer and she downed most of the 3rd two liter of coolers. We were all joking about what we just did. She warns us that we had better not tell anyone about this or that was the last time either of us would do anything with her. I tell her that she might want to reconsider that, just think of the fun our senior year would be if all of the. He exhaled and entered. The door clicked shut, and she turned to him.Her fingers brushed his as she took his bag and dropped it under the coat rack. His safety net gone, he became hyper-aware of himself — the awkward way his arms hung at his sides, the millimetre gap between his dry lips, his bad posture. His gaze kept being drawn to the signs of their age difference, like the lines on her face or the faint wrinkles in her cleavage, so close and on display with the low cut of her dress.With a. 'Yeah, you are gorgeous,''Really?''Yeah. 100%.''You don't think I am too young for you?''Age is, as they all say, just a number.''But you are more than twice my age.''Only just.' I argued, not wanting to seem to old, dirty old. 'I guess you could say, I bring experience with me.''Experience?' She said taking my glass from my hand, 'experience in what way?' her voice becoming more playful.'Life, love,' I paused before adding 'the ladies.'Having placed the glasses on a nearby cabinet, she then.