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When he probed my lips with his tongue, I readily opened mine and let my tongue out to meet his. His breath was fresh and he was at once both firm and gentle, honestly, I started to feel faint as his hands started probing my back and my butt. I was shocked by how much I wanted to melt into his arms. After a long kiss, he broke off and looked me in the eye. “He was still a dick, but I get what LaMar was after with you, you are a sweetie.” I blushed, BADLY. “But,” he continued, “what do you have in mind with LaMar?” So I told him: I wanted LaMar restrained on the bed, naked from the waist down, and I wanted him there for as long as he had kept me in the dungeon – at least a day, he could eat and piss if he needed to – I would be happy to hold his cock for him while he peed, and would clean-up any spills, but he had to stay restrained for a full day as I had been. And I would bring him a bed pan japanese if he needed one, but he would need to clean it himself after. My intention, as I amateur explained to my twin friends and their sexy uncle was to see how many times I could make LaMar cum and if it would be uncomfortable for him if I did it enough times. They laughed and then Dannell said, “White boy, I hope you never get pissed at me.” and laughed. I giggled and said: “as long as you let me suck that big love muscle of yours whenever I want, you have nothing to worry about. And that goes for you too Donnell.” They moved closer on either side while we were still laughing and each kissed me on the cheek, Donnell saved me the trouble of deciding and turned my face to his first and kissed me deeply and sweetly. Then It was my turn to kiss Dannell. I was happy. I felt asian happy and girlie, I had broken through to fetish being a sissy with the guys I had been fantasizing about doing it with. It felt good. Leon, who had been delivering the teen terms to LaMar and wringing agreement from him, came back and told me that after some argument, LaMar had given in and accepted his ‘fate’. Leon had not, as we had agreed, told LaMar anything and LaMar had said that if I tried to cut him or burn him he would ‘fukken kill that snowflake faggot when I get loose.’ Fair enough. I didn’t want to hurt the kin of two of my best friends and a man who had been, under the circumstances, pretty decent to me, but I confess, I did want to get even. “LaMar also has some shit he really needs to do today so he wants to do it tomorrow. I told him I would ask you, but under the circumstances, its up to you, he has tickets to a concert, I told him it would serve him right if you said no and made him miss it – up to you.” “No, that’s ok. I could use the rest and anyway, my folks won’t be back home until next week, I don’t need to be back until then.” “But there is one thing, Uncle Leon,” now that I knew who he was, I had started calling him ‘Uncle’, “ I really want to do good, would you like to help me practice my technique?” And I knelt down in front of him and reached for his zipper. Predawn light was just beginning to peek over the edge of the horizon, the start of what would soon become a beautiful sunrise. Miranda barely noticed; she was too busy going through her mental checklist for the day. So far, everything seemed to be in place and ready to go. She had already loaded her travel bag into the car, which she had filled with a few changes of clothes, some cosmetics and toiletries, and a few small sex toys she liked to keep on hand. The duffel bag in the back seat carried the rest of her BDSM equipment. She had packed rope, her favorite riding crop and rattan cane, latex and leather clothing, an enema kit, and all the other odds and ends she’d need for the trip. “It took fucking forever to get everything packed,” Miranda muttered to herself. He was seated to her left. She noted that she would have to have the Mr. that night to cover over, just in case. “Fuck that is teen magic I almost scream, nearly there baby. Lucy feels awkward letting a strange man buy her drink, but he insists. Encouraged, Jerry slid his fingers to her nipple and began squeezing and pulling. This time there was something almost legendary japanese to what had happened. The girl’s heart soared on wings fetish at this intimate touch, she sipped a breath amateur then released it as a sigh of bliss. “Gladly and with all my body and soul. He would give us the ski lift tickets when he asian saw us on Friday and we could check out any time on Monday. Juices dripped down my thighs.