." her legs spread and tiny fingers teasing her folds. I don't care who sees us now, but i'm pretty sure the Gym is empty. My shorts are at a tent now..., looking at the beautiful Bambi completely on display for me. " Go ahead." she whispers, the yoga mat cushions us from the hard wood floor of the workout classroom. Bending down and giving in, licking her pussy over and over, letting my tongue taste every fold, hearing her moan only makes me want her more and more. after a while her excitement is. My cock was stiffening.I looked into her pretty eyes, unclasped her hands and lightly brushed her eyelids down. My obedient girl closed her eyes, and smiled. I wanted to see her tied tightly, so I unbuttoned her shirt and jeans, leaving her in panties and bra; practical white, my hardware store lovely. “Please get undressed”, I requested, as I started to uncoil the blue nylon. “Leave your socks on.” I love seeing naked girls in white socks. As I let the loose rope fall to the floor I noted her. One equally scantily dressed sissy maid was standing on the leftplatform, chained to the post. She appeared to be weeping. At the rightpedestal three valet attendants were struggling with an unruly sissy boywho was dressed only in a frilly garter belt, stockings and very highheels. Despite his chrome fetters and large satin gag he apparently haddecided to stage a last moment rebellion, much to the delight of theassembled Society members and guests. Numerous deep whip welts about hisbuttocks and. All great romances start with a first kiss. But almost all romances end with a different kiss. Not on the lips but softly on the cheek, accompanied by insincere apologies. Would this romance last? Do any? Can you really trust a Magic eight-ball?But Oliva knew she actually needed to find out. So, procrastinating no longer, she took a deep, reassuring breath and leaned in for THAT kiss, a first kiss.And Samantha’s tongue swirled in her best friend’s mouth, tenderly at first and then hungrily..