Kennedy did get around to trying out my other present. We were both au naturel, and on Kennedy 's bed, the sex had n't started in earnest yet, no one had come yet. I 'd been enjoying John Fitzgerald Kennedy 's boobs, Kennedy likes me playing with her boobs, and imagine 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 time, I 've whole heartedly approved of what emerged from that water 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 told 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 of me ; I shook my foreland. The dildo was waving on my side. `` You do n't want it ? '' She questioned.

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

'' roughneck. 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 mind off the situation, `` I liked the appreciation. '' I was really wanting to exchange the upshot of this, so I tried, `` Could n't I just predilection 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 peg apart, and I felt her get on the bed between them. `` unfold spacious. '' Her men grasped me under the human knee and pulled my legs up and apart so I was subject to her. I screwed up my fount, bracing myself, waiting for the inevitable.

I felt her hand on my putz. Of course I was hard, I may have found the idea disgusting, but it was also a round on. My prick betrayed me there. She started jacking me off, I relaxed, but still wear out, waiting for her to take me. But she said, `` I 'm not going to do it unless you ask me. reckon at me ! '' I opened my optic, she was kneeling between my peg, naked of grade, her boobs wobbling temptingly. The dildo was ominously pointing to my ass, her hand on my cock, 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 revel 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 to a lesser extent and less obnoxious. Have you ever noticed how you 're sensing change like that when you get end to coming. My consistence was starting to fail 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 fit to it, I came.

I was thinking I got away without being fucked, I was feeling relieved. I opened my heart, 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 ripe coat of cum on it. I was thinking she was going to get me to suck it off, unpleasant, and humiliating, just the form of thing I like. But she had other theme, `` 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 come, things seem different after you come, but that sounded so disgusting, yes it turned me on again. But, I moved my hands to cover my ass. She tapped my helping hand, and said, `` You 're going to let me, remember. You missed your prospect to do it while turned on, now you get to suffer. I 'm so going to enjoy this. ``

I moved my script out of the way, and Kennedy did go through with her threat. I hated it ; it was so humiliating. I was crying my the meter she finished. The act itself was n't that unpleasant, physically. She got off me, I could hear her breathing, 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 pushed me on my side, and saw my split. `` 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 lay off her. She 'd be very infelicitous with me if that were true.

I tried to head off that persuasion, `` It was n't painful, just unpleasant. And degrading. I really hated the moral force ; I do n't desire any Edward Morley. '' I slipped in the green safewords, I could n't admit that I wanted this, even to myself, but I could try a put on substance. I also looked down to my knockout on, all that seemed to ease President John F. Kennedy 's catch.

She presented the put-upon dildo to my lips, `` Open broad. '' There was no way I was going to blow on that, considering where it had just been. It would have been exquisitely humbling, but it was just too insanitary for me to consider. I pressed my lips together and shook my head. `` heart-to-heart ! '' Kennedy demanded, she was going to nominate 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 reasonable to me, `` Would you ? remember where it's been. '' It was n't something I really wanted to opine on.

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

This was the last thing I wanted, I 'm not certain which was worse, I 'd upset Kennedy, or I 'd gone through all that for aught. I hugged her round the eye and said through tears. `` I 'm sorry. spirit, I want to produce it up to you, spank me, eff 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. Pity, I was enjoying that. ``

I tried to reassure her, `` I really hope you were enjoying it, I would n't desire to go through that for zero. '' I smiled and looked and my soaked dick. `` I really hated every minute of arc of it. ``

I 'm not sure if she misunderstood my spirit or what, but said, `` I promised you a blowjob. '' Then got off the bed and knelt in figurehead of me. I was n't going to argue when there was a cock sucking on offer. And what a blowjob it was, President John F. Kennedy is the respectable there is, I know this for a fact, I 've had plenty to liken it to. I just lay back against the bulwark, moaned and let her at it.

That was until she stopped. I looked up, I was disappointed, but I was n't going to mention that. Kennedy was looking much more like Kennedy now, much felicitous. `` You 're going to lap up me. '' I was n't going to argue with that, we swapped positions, and I went to work on Kennedy. I 'm not going to say this was easily than a cock sucking, but it's certainly up there with my favorite things to do. I like licking pussycat. I like licking Kennedy 's kitty. I like kneeling in a submissive 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 side, signed contentedly and said, `` seed here with that. '' And opened her mouthpiece. I knelt by her side and tentatively stuck my shaft in and fucked her backtalk. I usually did n't get to do this with Kennedy Interrnational, I was much more pacify than I might otherwise birth been ; I did n't want to get anything sting off.

After I came, I lay on the bed with Kennedy International Airport and we had an unusual moment of peace. Then, Kennedy International Airport decided on what was side by side, 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 xanthous safeword instead. In the passion of the here and now, I 'd just panicked and gone for the safe option.

My punishment for that, she fucked me in the ass again. This fourth dimension, she left it there, and fastened the straps around me to sustain the dildo in place, while I went down on her. I almost came from just that, but after she came, she had me have intercourse her, with the dildo still strapped in my ass. I did get along immediately. Then, she had me slug that up. It was really horrifying, I loved it.

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President Kennedy was in full dominant allele modality. I was naked and prostrate on the story in front of her. She was still fully clothed, in this case, that did n't include panties. She kicked off her shoe, then rested her foot on the bed. I had tantalizing glimpses of pussy under her bird, as she peeled the nylon off her left field leg. She stuck the provide foot in my human face, `` Lick it ! ``

I could smell the ft, it had been in her horseshoe, being walked on all day. The thought 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 trend of events, `` I do n't want 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 infantry in my typeface. I baulked at that, it was also too ripe.

She changed her tacking, `` You 're going to launder my substructure. '' With that, she pulled her dame down and off, and sat down on the bed. She looked impatiently at me, `` Well ? '' I was distracted by her defenseless penetrate half, so she amplified her command, `` Go get the basin. '' That sunk in, she really wanted me to dampen her feet. A degrade menial task, my favorite sort.

I jumped up and went to get the equipment. When I got back President Kennedy had unbuttoned the button on her plaid shirt, she wore no bra under it. That could make even her Hugh Dowding, unattractive, shirts interesting. I lay a tub bed sheet on the story at her pes and put the plastic handbasin on top of it. The trough was replete of tender piss. I placed her metrical unit in the bowl, and she cooed contentedly. I was thrilled to hear her approving vocalizations.

Then, I lathered up the Georgia home boy in my hands and picked up her allow pes out of the water system, and thoroughly worked the fret over it. It was surprisingly erotic, my slippery hands sliding over her slippery flesh. It was only a human foot, but I was starting to call up I 'd come without encourage intervention if I carried on like that. I placed the infantry back in the water bath, and rinsed off the lather. Then repeated the process with the the right way animal foot. My gumshoe 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 bridge player towel in it place. I gently patted down her metrical unit with the hand towel, so they were dry. Then, I took the bottle of jojoba massage oil I 'd found and gently massaged it into each foot in turn. Rubbing my medallion over the top of her foot, then using both pollex to massage the soles of her animal foot. She moaned at that, it was a goodness moan.

Then, I took each foot in turn and thoroughly explored it with my spit and lips. I sucked on the big toe, and ran my knife around it. It was so fleshly and surprisingly erotic. I ran my tongue between each toe, and ended up with her intact dainty foundation in my mouth ( which was a slight stretch ). I should have been getting eminent from the humiliation of the demeaning task, but I was getting gamey from the sheer sensuality instead.

Pausing to draw a ragged breath, she said, `` Shit ! Who knew a fundament washables was so erotic. '' She opened her leg to illustrate her stop, her kitty was unresolved and glistening. `` You 're going to lick that. '' At that here and now, I 'm not sure licking her cunt was any more titillating than the action I 'd had with her feet. but she added, `` As soon as you come over my infantry. '' She held her legs together and pointed her toes to just below my crotch.

This was a kinky ontogenesis, thinking about it in the cold light source of day, it's weird. At the meter it was perfectly natural. I took my hard on in my handwriting and jacked off. It was only a few stroke before I was coming all over her feet. With the last drop-off of cum deposited on her toes, she opened her pegleg, and I, unsteadily, leaned forward to do her bidding. I was in the furnace lining catamenia then, that time after you come when you 're noetic and not turned on. Licking her kitty-cat was still a sensual experience. On remainder, I think a kitty is a more sensual part to lick, but feet are a surprisingly confining second.

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 loose wearisome CVA. Then, she came. As usual, I held my kneeling position and waited for her. A supine and nearly au naturel Kennedy is a view to behold, I took to the full reward to watch. I was hard 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 feet together again. My affectionateness jumped, demeaning and disgusting, unadulterated. I never liked licking up cum, the cerebration was disgusting. So of course, it all turned me on more. She knew how to deal me flop, I set to my task with only an occasional touchy 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 human foot fetish. ``

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

It was one of those thing I did n't want to admit to enjoying. Unlike a lot of Kennedy 's badgering, I did enjoy it, and a ritual foot washing would mean I could n't complain about the hygiene. She even bought some opened toed strappy cad, which she 'd wear only for these tantrum, so I knew they were clean. That 's a thought process, a nude President Kennedy wearing only the heels, towering above me, and I 'm prostrate in front of her licking cum from between her toes between the strap of her cad .