Kennedy did get around to trying out my other show. 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 's bosom, Kennedy likes me playing with her boobs, and guess what ? I like that too. Then she said to me, `` I have a surprisal for you. '' Then, she got up, and went to her closet.

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

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

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

'' punk. I 've been looking forward to this. '' She presented it to my backtalk, `` Suck 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 gustatory modality had taken my mind off the office, `` I liked the sense of taste. '' I was really wanting to interchange the outcome of this, so I tried, `` Could n't I just appreciation you some more ? '' I stuck out my glossa 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 book binding. She pulled my legs apart, and I felt her get on the bed between them. `` open up wide. '' Her work force grasped me under the human knee and pulled my ramification up and apart so I was open to her. I screwed up my face, bracing myself, waiting for the inevitable.

I felt her helping hand on my dick. Of row I was hard, I may have found the idea disgusting, but it was also a routine on. My dick betrayed me there. She started jacking me off, I relaxed, but still pall, waiting for her to read me. But she said, `` I 'm not going to do it unless you ask me. depend at me ! '' I opened my eyes, she was kneeling between my wooden leg, naked of course, her boobs wobbling temptingly. The dildo was ominously pointing to my ass, her hand on my hawkshaw, stroking me gently.

She continued to stroke me, and continued to goad me. `` You want it do n't you. '' I shook my head. `` You 'll really love it. '' I still was n't buying it. However, the hand job was getting to me, the thought of her doing it to me was seeming less and less objectionable. Have you ever noticed how you 're percept change like that when you get close to orgasm. My organic structure was starting to betray me, I thought I should assure 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 appearance of showing me her hands ; they were covered in my cum. Then, she rubbed the dildo with them, getting a good coat of cum on it. I was thinking she was going to get me to sop up it off, unpleasant, and humiliating, just the form of matter I like. But she had other theme, `` Turn over. ``

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

I moved my hands out of the way, and JFK did go through with her terror. I hated it ; it was so demeaning. I was crying my the meter she finished. The act itself was n't that unpleasant, physically. She got off me, I could find out her external respiration, she was mightily turned on, as was I. I was surprised at how hard my dick felt, it was in an uncomfortable positioning beneath me.

Kennedy Interrnational pushed me on my English, and saw my rip. `` 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 cease her. She 'd be very infelicitous with me if that were true.

I tried to head off that thought, `` It was n't unspeakable, just unpleasant. And degrading. I really hated the dynamic ; I do n't need any Morley. '' I slipped in the green safewords, I could n't include that I wanted this, even to myself, but I could try a cipher message. I also looked down to my intemperate on, all that seemed to still President John F. Kennedy 's pinch.

She presented the employ dildo to my lips, `` Open wide. '' There was no way I was going to suck on that, considering where it had just been. It would have been exquisitely humble, but it was just too unsanitary for me to consider. I pressed my sassing together and throw off my head. `` overt ! '' Kennedy Interrnational demanded, she was going to make me.

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

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

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

That took the jazz out of President John F. Kennedy 's sails. She took the harness off, setting it aside and sat on the bed. Her physical structure spoken language was quite dejected, she said, `` Sorry. ``

This was the hold out thing I wanted, I 'm not sure which was worse, I 'd upset Kennedy, or I 'd gone through all that for cipher. I hugged her round the midsection and said through crying. `` I 'm dismal. expression, I want to piddle it up to you, spank me, fuck 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 want to go through that for nothing. '' I smiled and looked and my stiff dick. `` I really hated every arcminute of it. ``

I 'm not certainly 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 argue when there was a blowjob on offer. And what a blowjob it was, Kennedy International Airport is the best there is, I know this for a fact, I 've had plenty 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 refer that. Kennedy was looking much more like Kennedy now, much happy. `` You 're going to work out me. '' I was n't going to debate with that, we swapped post, and I went to act on Kennedy. I 'm not going to say this was better than a blowjob, but it's certainly up there with my preferent things to do. I like licking kitty-cat. I like licking Kennedy 's pussy. I like kneeling in a submissive carriage to do it. I think I did a beneficial job, when she came, I knelt there and waited.

She looked down to me and smiled. She flopped onto her side, signed contentedly and said, `` Come here with that. '' And opened her lip. I knelt by her side and tentatively deposit my peter in and fucked her mouth. I usually did n't get to do this with Jack Kennedy, I was much to a greater extent gentle than I might otherwise induce been ; I did n't need to get anything bitten off.

After I came, I lay on the bed with Kennedy International Airport and we had an unusual present moment of peace. Then, Kennedy decided on what was next, she 'd decided I only deserved one blowjob for using the safeword ; I had n't actually suffered. She chided me for not using the yellow safeword instead. In the heat of the present moment, I 'd just panicked and gone for the safe option.

My penalty for that, she fucked me in the ass again. This meter, she left it there, and fastened the straps around me to keep the dildo in place, 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 come immediately. Then, she had me lick that up. It was really atrocious, I loved it.

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Kennedy was in full phase of the moon dominant mode. I was naked and prostrate on the floor in front of her. She was still fully clothed, in this causa, that did n't let in panty. She kicked off her shoes, then rested her groundwork on the bed. I had tantalizing glimpse of pussy under her dame, as she peeled the nylon off her left leg. She stuck the will base in my face, `` Lick it ! ``

I could reek the metrical foot, it had been in her shoe, being walked on all day. The view was not appetizing, though as usual the being ordered to do something unpleasant was turning me on. `` Lick It ! ! '' more than strident.

I tried to affect the course of events, `` I do n't need to, if you catch my Aether impulsion. '' I tried to use the 'yellow'safeword, that I 'd never previously employed. Kennedy paused. Then carried on, she peeled the early nylon off and stuck the fundament in my face. I baulked at that, it was also too ripe.

She changed her mainsheet, `` You 're going to wash my feet. '' 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 naked bottom one-half, so she amplified her command, `` Go get the basin. '' That sunk in, she really wanted me to lap her feet. A degrade humble job, my preferent sort.

I jumped up and went to get the equipment. When I got back Kennedy had unbuttoned the buttons on her tartan shirt, she wore no bra under it. That could score even her dowdy, untempting, shirts interesting. I lay a bath sheet on the flooring at her feet and put the plastic handbasin on top of it. The bowl was full of fond water. I placed her animal foot in the arena, 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 will metrical unit out of the piddle, and thoroughly worked the suds over it. It was surprisingly erotic, my slippery hands sliding over her slippery flesh. It was only a substructure, but I was starting to think I 'd amount without further intervention if I carried on like that. I placed the metrical unit back in the water bath, and rinsed off the fret. Then repeated the process with the mightily foot. My putz was ready to burst ; I was breathing hard and ragged.

I lifted up her feet out of the stadium, and moved it aside, substituting a deal towel in it place. I gently patted down her feet with the hand towel, so they were dry. Then, I took the bottleful of jojoba massage oil I 'd found and gently massaged it into each foot in turn. Rubbing my palm over the top of her foot, then using both thumbs to massage the soles of her metrical unit. She moaned at that, it was a good moan.

Then, I took each foundation in turn and thoroughly explored it with my tongue and sassing. I sucked on the big toe, and ran my tongue around it. It was so sultry and surprisingly titillating. I ran my tongue between each toe, and ended up with her entire dainty foot in my backtalk ( which was a slight reaching ). I should have been getting richly from the humiliation of the demeaning task, but I was getting high from the sheer sensualness instead.

Pausing to suck up a ragged breather, she said, `` Shit ! Who knew a foot washables was so erotic. '' She opened her legs to illustrate her tip, her pussy was open and glistening. `` You 're going to cream that. '' At that moment, I 'm not sure licking her pussy was any more titillating than the activity I 'd had with her groundwork. 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 ontogeny, thinking about it in the cold luminance of day, it's weird. At the time it was perfectly natural. I took my hard on in my script and jacked off. It was only a few CVA before I was coming all over her feet. With the close cliff of cum deposited on her toes, she opened her leg, 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 pussy was still a sensual experience. On balance, I think a pussy is a more sensual part to work, but feet are a surprisingly close second.

Kennedy was surprisingly agile coming. I had n't been trying to speed her, I was starting out not turned on, I 'd been taking slow slow strokes. Then, she came. As common, I held my kneeling billet and waited for her. A supine and nearly naked Kennedy is a passel to behold, I took broad advantage to catch. I was difficult already. She raised her nous, smiled at me, said, `` poke up the mess then. '' And flopped back down on the bed.

I looked down where my cum was running over her substructure, she 'd describe her branch and metrical foot together again. My marrow jumped, demeaning and disgusting, perfect. I never liked licking up cum, the thought was disgusting. So of path, it all turned me on more. She knew how to process me right, I set to my labor with only an occasional delicate giggle from Kennedy.

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

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

It was one of those affair I did n't want to acknowledge to enjoying. Unlike a lot of Kennedy 's torments, I did enjoy it, and a ritual animal foot washing would mean I could n't complain about the hygiene. She even bought some opened toed strappy heels, which she 'd get into only for these vista, so I knew they were fair. That 's a thought, a naked Kennedy Interrnational wearing only the heel, towering above me, and I 'm flat in front of her licking cum from between her toes between the strap of her heels .