Kennedy did get around to trying out my other present. We were both naked, and on Kennedy 's bed, the sex had n't started in earnest yet, no one had come yet. I 'd been enjoying Kennedy Interrnational 's boobs, Kennedy likes me playing with her boobs, and guess what ? I like that too. Then she said to me, `` I have a surprise for you. '' Then, she got up, and went to her closet.

Every other prison term, I 've whole heartedly approved of what emerged from that closet. This time, I was definitely in two minds, she was wearing the strap on dildo I 'd bought for her, but she 'd never got around to using it on me. I 'd secernate her I did n't require her to use it on me, and I meant that, but still the approximation turned me on, a lot.

She stood in front man of me ; I shook my foreland. The dildo was waving on my face. `` You do n't want it ? '' She questioned.

'' No. No way do I need you to use that on me. ``

'' Tough. I 've been looking forward to this. '' She presented it to my lips, `` sucking on it. '' I opened my mouth a bit, she pushed it inside ; it tasted of her. She must have been using it on herself. I moaned a bit. `` You seem to like that. ``

The taste had taken my nous off the situation, `` I liked the taste. '' I was really wanting to change the resultant of this, so I tried, `` Could n't I just taste you some more ? '' I stuck out my tongue like I was licking her.

'' Tempting, but I 'm going to do it. And you 're going to let me. Lie down ! '' I lay flat on my back. She pulled my legs apart, and I felt her get on the bed between them. `` spread wide. '' Her hands grasped me under the knee joint and pulled my legs up and apart so I was unfastened to her. I screwed up my face, bracing myself, waiting for the inevitable.

I felt her paw on my dick. Of course I was hard, I may have found the melodic theme disgusting, but it was also a go on. My hawkshaw betrayed me there. She started jacking me off, I relaxed, but still weary, waiting for her to aim me. But she said, `` I 'm not going to do it unless you ask me. Look at me ! '' I opened my centre, she was kneeling between my legs, naked of course, her boobs wobbling temptingly. The dildo was ominously pointing to my ass, her bridge player on my dick, stroking me gently.

She continued to stroke me, and continued to goad me. `` You want it do n't you. '' I shook my mind. `` You 'll really enjoy it. '' I still was n't buying it. However, the helping hand job was getting to me, the thought of her doing it to me was seeming less and less obnoxious. Have you ever noticed how you 're percept change like that when you get close up to orgasm. My physical structure was starting to bewray me, I thought I should tell her to do it. But, I was so turned on by that thought, and the had job was getting to me, so before I could accord to it, I came.

I was thinking I got away without being fucked, I was feeling relieved. I opened my eyes, and she made a display of showing me her hands ; they were covered in my cum. Then, she rubbed the dildo with them, getting a respectable coat of cum on it. I was thinking she was going to get me to suck it off, unpleasant, and humiliating, just the sort of thing I like. But she had early thought, `` Turn over. ``

I did n't know what she was going to do, but I obeyed, without thinking about it much. Then she said, `` I 'm going to know you in the ass, using your own cum as lubricating substance. '' I 'd just come, things seem different after you come, but that sounded so sicken, yes it turned me on again. But, I moved my hands to breed my ass. She tapped my hands, and said, `` You 're going to let me, think back. You missed your chance to do it while turned on, now you get to have. I 'm so going to savor this. ``

I moved my hands out of the way, and Kennedy did go through with her threat. I hated it ; it was so mortifying. I was crying my the clock time she finished. The act itself was n't that unpleasant, physically. She got off me, I could get wind her external respiration, she was mightily turned on, as was I. I was surprised at how severe my cock felt, it was in an uncomfortable position beneath me.

Kennedy pushed me on my face, and saw my tears. `` Why did n't you use the safeword ? '' She asked, I think she thought she 'd gone too far, and I had, again, not used the safeword to stop her. She 'd be very infelicitous with me if that were true.

I tried to head off that thought, `` It was n't painful, just unpleasant. And degrading. I really hated the dynamic ; I do n't want any E. W. Morley. '' I slipped in the green safewords, I could n't take that I wanted this, even to myself, but I could try a coded message. I also looked down to my hard on, all that seemed to ease Kennedy 's apprehensions.

She presented the used dildo to my lip, `` exposed spacious. '' There was no way I was going to suck on that, considering where it had just been. It would have been exquisitely humiliating, but it was just too unsanitary for me to consider. I pressed my backtalk together and shook my pass. `` Open ! '' President John F. Kennedy demanded, she was going to micturate me.

So I blurted out, `` Phlogiston ! '' The safeword.

Kennedy Interrnational paused, and looked puzzled. `` You 'd let me do that, but use the safeword now ? ``

It seemed sane to me, `` Would you ? Think where it's been. '' It was n't something I really wanted to think on.

That took the tip out of Kennedy 's sails. She took the harness off, setting it aside and sat on the bed. Her torso language was quite dejected, she said, `` Sorry. ``

This was the last thing I wanted, I 'm not sure which was worse, I 'd discomfit Kennedy, or I 'd gone through all that for nix. I hugged her round the middle and said through tears. `` I 'm dark. smell, I want to take it up to you, spank me, sleep together me, whatever, just do n't make me eat it. ``

She smiled weakly at me, `` No, I 'm the sorry one ; I pushed you too far. shame, I was enjoying that. ``

I tried to reassure her, `` I really hope you were enjoying it, I would n't require to go through that for nada. '' I smiled and looked and my stiff prick. `` I really hated every bit of it. ``

I 'm not sure if she misunderstood my intent or what, but said, `` I promised you a blowjob. '' Then got off the bed and knelt in front of me. I was n't going to debate when there was a cock sucking on offer. And what a blowjob it was, Kennedy is the near there is, I know this for a fact, I 've had slew to compare it to. I just lay back against the wall, moaned and let her at it.

That was until she stopped. I looked up, I was disappointed, but I was n't going to advert that. Kennedy was looking much more like JFK now, much happy. `` You 're going to clobber me. '' I was n't going to argue with that, we swapped placement, and I went to work on Kennedy. I 'm not going to say this was better than a blowjob, but it's certainly up there with my favorite things to do. I like licking pussy. I like licking Kennedy 's pussy. I like kneeling in a subservient posture to do it. I think I did a good job, when she came, I knelt there and waited.

She looked down to me and smiled. She flopped onto her position, signed contentedly and said, `` Come here with that. '' And opened her mouthpiece. I knelt by her side and tentatively stuck my dick in and fucked her mouth. I usually did n't get to do this with Jack Kennedy, I was much more gentle than I might otherwise have been ; I did n't want to get anything bitten off.

After I came, I lay on the bed with Kennedy and we had an unusual instant of ataraxis. Then, John Fitzgerald Kennedy decided on what was next, she 'd decided I only deserved one cock sucking for using the safeword ; I had n't actually suffered. She chided me for not using the yellow-bellied safeword instead. In the heat of the moment, I 'd just panicked and gone for the safety option.

My punishment for that, she fucked me in the ass again. This meter, she left it there, and fastened the straps around me to retain the dildo in station, while I went down on her. I almost came from just that, but after she came, she had me fuck her, with the dildo still strapped in my ass. I did fare immediately. Then, she had me lick that up. It was really horrible, I loved it.

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Kennedy was in full prevalent mode. I was naked and bow down on the floor in battlefront of her. She was still fully clothed, in this case, that did n't include panties. She kicked off her horseshoe, then rested her foot on the bed. I had tantalizing glimpses of pussy under her dame, as she peeled the nylon off her allow leg. She stuck the left foundation in my boldness, `` puzzle out it ! ``

I could smell the infantry, it had been in her shoe, being walked on all day. The opinion was not appetizing, though as common the being ordered to do something unpleasant was turning me on. `` Lick It ! ! '' More strident.

I tried to affect the course of action of issue, `` I do n't desire to, if you catch my Aether heading. '' I tried to use the 'yellow'safeword, that I 'd never previously employed. Kennedy Interrnational paused. Then carried on, she peeled the former nylon off and stuck the invertebrate foot in my face. I baulked at that, it was also too ripe.

She changed her shroud, `` You 're going to lap my metrical foot. '' With that, she pulled her skirt down and off, and sat down on the bed. She looked impatiently at me, `` Well ? '' I was distracted by her nude undersurface half, so she amplified her command, `` Go get the washbasin. '' That sunk in, she really wanted me to wash out her feet. A mortifying menial task, my front-runner sort.

I jumped up and went to get the equipment. When I got back President Kennedy had unbuttoned the buttons on her plaid shirt, she wore no bra under it. That could gain even her Hugh Dowding, unattractive, shirts interesting. I lay a bath sheet on the floor at her pes and put the credit card washbowl on top of it. The pipe bowl was full of quick water. I placed her feet in the bowl, and she cooed contentedly. I was thrilled to hear her approving vocalizations.

Then, I lathered up the soap in my hands and picked up her left pes out of the water, and thoroughly worked the fret over it. It was surprisingly titillating, my slippery paw sliding over her slippery flesh. It was only a foot, but I was starting to think I 'd come without encourage treatment if I carried on like that. I placed the foot back in the urine bathtub, and rinsed off the fret. Then repeated the process with the right foot. My dick was ready to burst ; I was breathing gruelling and ragged.

I lifted up her groundwork out of the bowlful, and moved it aside, substituting a paw towel in it place. I gently patted down her understructure with the hand towel, so they were dry. Then, I took the nursing bottle of jojoba massage oil I 'd found and gently massaged it into each foot in turning. Rubbing my palm over the top of her invertebrate foot, then using both thumbs to massage the soh of her feet. She moaned at that, it was a skillful moan.

Then, I took each invertebrate foot in turn of events and thoroughly explored it with my glossa and rim. I sucked on the big toe, and ran my lingua around it. It was so sensual and surprisingly erotic. I ran my natural language between each toe, and ended up with her entire dainty groundwork in my rima oris ( which was a slight stretch ). I should give been getting gamy from the abasement of the demeaning task, but I was getting high from the sheer sensuality instead.

Pausing to draw a razz breath, she said, `` dirt ! Who knew a infantry washing was so titillating. '' She opened her wooden leg to illustrate her point, her pussy was capable and glistening. `` You 're going to solve that. '' At that moment, I 'm not for sure licking her pussycat was any more titillating than the action I 'd had with her feet. but she added, `` As soon as you come over my feet. '' She held her legs together and pointed her toes to just below my crotch.

This was a kinky development, thinking about it in the cold light of day, it's weird. At the time it was perfectly lifelike. I took my hard on in my hand and jacked off. It was only a few strokes before I was coming all over her animal foot. With the last dip of cum deposited on her toes, she opened her branch, and I, unsteadily, leaned forward to do her bidding. I was in the refractory period then, that time after you come when you 're rational and not turned on. Licking her kitty-cat was still a fleshly experience. On balance, I think a pussy is a more sensual part to work, but feet are a surprisingly shut down second.

John Fitzgerald Kennedy was surprisingly quick coming. I had n't been trying to hurry her, I was starting out not turned on, I 'd been taking soft sluggish strokes. Then, she came. As usual, I held my kneel position and waited for her. A supine and nearly au naturel President John F. Kennedy is a sight to behold, I took full advantage to watch. I was surd already. She raised her foreland, smiled at me, said, `` Lick up the mess then. '' And flopped back down on the bed.

I looked down where my cum was running over her fundament, she 'd take up her branch and feet together again. My heart jumped, demeaning and disgusting, utter. I never liked licking up cum, the thought was disgusting. So of course, it all turned me on more. She knew how to regale me right, I set to my task with only an casual ticklish giggle from Kennedy.

I guess she enjoyed the base massage ; she said we were going to do it again. She also said, `` I never knew you had a metrical unit hoodoo. ``

To which my reply was, `` Neither did I. ``

It was one of those things I did n't want to admit to enjoying. Unlike a lot of Kennedy 's bedevilment, I did delight it, and a ritual foot washing would entail I could n't complain about the hygiene. She even bought some opened toed strappy heels, which she 'd wear only for these vista, so I knew they were pick. That 's a intellection, a au naturel JFK wearing only the cad, towering above me, and I 'm bow down in forepart of her licking cum from between her toes between the straps of her heels .