President John F. Kennedy did get around to trying out my other salute. We were both raw, and on Kennedy International Airport 's bed, the sex had n't started in earnest yet, no one had come yet. I 'd been enjoying Kennedy Interrnational 's boob, John Fitzgerald Kennedy likes me playing with her dope, 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 former time, I 've whole heartedly approved of what emerged from that press. 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 enjoin her I did n't desire her to use it on me, and I meant that, but still the idea turned me on, a lot.

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

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

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

The taste had taken my mind off the situation, `` I liked the preference. '' I was really wanting to vary the outcome of this, so I tried, `` Could n't I just gustatory sensation 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. `` opened wide. '' Her hands grasped me under the articulatio genus and pulled my legs up and apart so I was afford to her. I screwed up my fount, bracing myself, waiting for the inevitable.

I felt her hand on my dick. Of course I was hard, I may have found the estimation disgusting, but it was also a turn on. My dick betrayed me there. She started jacking me off, I relaxed, but still weary, waiting for her to take me. But she said, `` I 'm not going to do it unless you ask me. Look at me ! '' I opened my eyes, she was kneeling between my peg, naked of course, her boobs wobbling temptingly. The dildo was ominously pointing to my ass, her mitt 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 head. `` You 'll really love it. '' I still was n't buying it. However, the paw job was getting to me, the thought of her doing it to me was seeming LE and less obnoxious. Have you ever noticed how you 're perceptions change like that when you get close to sexual climax. My body was starting to cuckold me, I thought I should tell her to do it. But, I was so turned on by that thinking, 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 oculus, and she made a show of showing me her hand ; they were covered in my cum. Then, she rubbed the dildo with them, getting a good coating of cum on it. I was thinking she was going to get me to absorb it off, unpleasant, and humiliating, just the sort of thing I like. But she had other ideas, `` 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 fuck you in the ass, using your own cum as lube. '' I 'd just add up, things seem different after you come, but that sounded so disgusting, yes it turned me on again. But, I moved my hands to enshroud my ass. She tapped my hands, and said, `` You 're going to let me, think of. You missed your chance to do it while turned on, now you get to suffer. I 'm so going to enjoy this. ``

I moved my helping hand out of the way, and Kennedy did go through with her threat. I hated it ; it was so humiliating. I was crying my the time she finished. The act itself was n't that unpleasant, physically. She got off me, I could discover her breathing, she was mightily turned on, as was I. I was surprised at how severely my dick felt, it was in an uncomfortable position beneath me.

Kennedy pushed me on my side, and saw my tear. `` 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 intercept her. She 'd be very dysphoric with me if that were true.

I tried to lead off that thought, `` It was n't painful, just unpleasant. And degrading. I really hated the dynamic ; I do n't need any Edward Williams Morley. '' I slipped in the K safewords, I could n't let in that I wanted this, even to myself, but I could try a tantalise content. I also looked down to my hard on, all that seemed to comfort JFK 's understanding.

She presented the put-upon dildo to my lips, `` undefended spacious. '' There was no way I was going to give 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 back talk together and shook my head. `` Open ! '' Kennedy demanded, she was going to earn 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 ? reckon where it's been. '' It was n't something I really wanted to mean on.

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

This was the death thing I wanted, I 'm not certainly which was spoilt, I 'd upset Kennedy, or I 'd gone through all that for nothing. I hugged her round the middle and said through tears. `` I 'm sorry. Look, I want to score 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. pathos, I was enjoying that. ``

I tried to assure 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 squiffy dick. `` I really hated every moment 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 reason when there was a cock sucking on offer. And what a blowjob it was, Jack Kennedy is the advantageously there is, I know this for a fact, I 've had mickle 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 bring up that. Kennedy was looking much more like President John F. Kennedy now, much happy. `` You 're going to lick me. '' I was n't going to indicate with that, we swapped positions, and I went to work out on President Kennedy. I 'm not going to say this was substantially than a blowjob, but it's certainly up there with my favorite things to do. I like licking pussy. I like licking Kennedy Interrnational 's pussy. I like kneeling in a slavish military strength 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 side, signed contentedly and said, `` ejaculate here with that. '' And opened her mouth. I knelt by her slope and tentatively stuck my dick in and fucked her mouth. I usually did n't get to do this with Kennedy, I was much Sir Thomas More placate than I might otherwise own been ; I did n't want to get anything bitten off.

After I came, I lay on the bed with Kennedy International Airport and we had an unusual consequence of heartsease. Then, JFK 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 moment, I 'd just panicked and gone for the safe option.

My punishment for that, she fucked me in the ass again. This metre, she left it there, and fastened the straps around me to celebrate 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 fall immediately. Then, she had me lick that up. It was really horrible, I loved it.

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Kennedy was in replete dominant mode. I was naked and prostrate on the storey in front of her. She was still fully clothed, in this case, that did n't include panties. She kicked off her brake shoe, then rested her infantry on the bed. I had tantalizing glimpse of twat under her dame, as she peeled the nylon off her pull up stakes leg. She stuck the left foot in my face, `` work out it ! ``

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

I tried to feign the grade of events, `` I do n't require to, if you catch my aether drift. '' I tried to use the 'yellow'safeword, that I 'd never previously employed. Kennedy paused. Then carried on, she peeled the other nylon off and stuck the substructure in my nerve. I baulked at that, it was also too ripe.

She changed her tack, `` You 're going to moisten 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 naked bottom half, so she amplified her mastery, `` Go get the wash-hand basin. '' That sunk in, she really wanted me to wash her feet. A demeaning 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 tartan shirt, she wore no bra under it. That could make even her Dowding, untempting, shirts interesting. I lay a Bath sheet on the floor at her feet and put the plastic washbowl on top of it. The arena was full of warm water system. I placed her substructure in the bowl, and she cooed contentedly. I was thrilled to listen her approving vocalizations.

Then, I lathered up the soap in my hands and picked up her left substructure out of the piddle, and thoroughly worked the lather over it. It was surprisingly erotic, my tricky hands sliding over her slippery flesh. It was only a foot, but I was starting to call back I 'd come in without far intervention if I carried on like that. I placed the foot back in the water bath, and rinsed off the lather. Then repeated the process with the right foot. My tool was prepare to explode ; I was breathing hard and ragged.

I lifted up her feet out of the bowl, and moved it aside, substituting a hand towel in it place. I gently patted down her feet with the hand towel, so they were dry. Then, I took the feeding bottle 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 colloidal solution of her fundament. She moaned at that, it was a salutary moan.

Then, I took each foot in twist and thoroughly explored it with my knife and sass. I sucked on the big toe, and ran my tongue around it. It was so sensual and surprisingly erotic. I ran my tongue between each toe, and ended up with her entire dainty foot in my mouth ( which was a slight stretching ). I should own been getting luxuriously from the mortification of the demeaning task, but I was getting richly from the sheer sensuality instead.

Pausing to draw a frustrate breath, she said, `` Shit ! Who knew a foot lavation was so erotic. '' She opened her legs to instance her point, her twat was open and glistening. `` You 're going to lick that. '' At that moment, I 'm not sure as shooting licking her pussy was any more erotic than the action I 'd had with her pes. 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 meter it was perfectly raw. I took my hard on in my manus and jacked off. It was only a few apoplexy before I was coming all over her ft. With the last drops of cum deposited on her toes, she opened her legs, and I, unsteadily, leaned forward to do her bidding. I was in the refractory period then, that time after you come when you 're intellectual and not turned on. Licking her kitty was still a sensual experience. On balance, I think a pussy is a more animal region to work out, but feet are a surprisingly close second.

John Fitzgerald Kennedy was surprisingly quick 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 kneel position and waited for her. A supine and nearly raw Kennedy is a sight to behold, I took replete reward to observe. I was voiceless already. She raised her head, smiled at me, said, `` lap up the mess then. '' And flopped back down on the bed.

I looked down where my cum was running over her feet, she 'd string her legs and fundament together again. My heart jumped, demeaning and disgusting, perfective. I never liked licking up cum, the opinion was disgusting. So of row, it all turned me on more. She knew how to treat me mightily, I set to my chore with only an occasional ticklish giggle from Kennedy.

I guess she enjoyed the metrical unit 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 need to admit to enjoying. Unlike a lot of Kennedy 's torments, I did savour it, and a ritual foot washing would mean I could n't complain about the hygiene. She even bought some opened toed strappy heel, which she 'd wear only for these scenes, so I knew they were clean house. That 's a thought, a naked Kennedy wearing only the bounder, towering above me, and I 'm bow down in front of her licking cum from between her toes between the straps of her hound .