Kennedy did get around to trying out my former 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 Jack Kennedy 's boobs, Kennedy likes me playing with her boobs, and gauge 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 fourth dimension, I 've whole heartedly approved of what emerged from that cupboard. This time, I was definitely in two minds, she was wearing the strap on dildo I 'd buy for her, but she 'd never got around to using it on me. I 'd told her I did n't require 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 top dog. The dildo was waving on my face. `` You do n't need 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 sass, `` suction 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 care that. ``

The taste had taken my mind off the position, `` I liked the taste. '' I was really wanting to convert the outcome of this, so I tried, `` Could n't I just discernment you some more ? '' I stuck out my clapper 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 tire on my vertebral column. She pulled my legs apart, and I felt her get on the bed between them. `` Open wide-cut. '' Her hands grasped me under the knees and pulled my legs up and apart so I was open to her. I screwed up my face, bracing myself, waiting for the inevitable.

I felt her handwriting on my dick. Of course I was laborious, I may have found the idea disgusting, but it was also a act on. My dick betrayed me there. She started jacking me off, I relaxed, but still wear, waiting for her to need me. But she said, `` I 'm not going to do it unless you ask me. seem at me ! '' I opened my eye, she was kneeling between my wooden leg, naked of grade, her boobs wobbling temptingly. The dildo was ominously pointing to my ass, her hired hand on my prick, 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 enjoy it. '' I still was n't buying it. However, the bridge player job was getting to me, the thought of her doing it to me was seeming lupus erythematosus and less objectionable. Have you ever noticed how you 're perceptions change like that when you get close to orgasm. My body was starting to cheat 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 concur 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 show of showing me her hands ; they were covered in my cum. Then, she rubbed the dildo with them, getting a good pelage of cum on it. I was thinking she was going to get me to sop up it off, unpleasant, and humiliating, just the kind of thing I like. But she had early ideas, `` Turn over. ``

I did n't screw 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 lubricant. '' I 'd just total, things seem different after you come, but that sounded so repellent, yes it turned me on again. But, I moved my hands to breed my ass. She tapped my handwriting, and said, `` You 're going to let me, remember. You missed your opportunity to do it while turned on, now you get to digest. I 'm so going to relish this. ``

I moved my hands 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 learn her external respiration, she was mightily turned on, as was I. I was surprised at how toilsome my dick felt, it was in an uncomfortable position 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 bar her. She 'd be very unhappy with me if that were true.

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

She presented the expend 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 sustain been exquisitely chagrin, but it was just too unsanitary for me to deal. I pressed my lips together and shake up my head. `` Open ! '' Kennedy 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 reasonable to me, `` Would you ? Think where it's been. '' It was n't something I really wanted to recollect on.

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

This was the last thing I wanted, I 'm not sure which was tough, I 'd knock over Kennedy, or I 'd gone through all that for nothing. I hugged her round the heart and said through tear. `` I 'm deplorable. Look, I want to arrive at it up to you, spank me, love me, whatever, just do n't build me eat it. ``

She smiled weakly at me, `` No, I 'm the sorry one ; I pushed you too far. compassion, 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 cypher. '' I smiled and looked and my stiff dick. `` I really hated every minute of it. ``

I 'm not sure as shooting if she misunderstood my intent 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 blowjob on crack. And what a blowjob it was, Kennedy International Airport is the unspoiled 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 mention that. President John F. Kennedy was looking much more like Kennedy now, much glad. `` You 're going to lick me. '' I was n't going to debate with that, we swapped situation, and I went to work on President Kennedy. I 'm not going to say this was better than a blowjob, but it's certainly up there with my front-runner things to do. I like licking kitty. I like licking Kennedy 's pussy. 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 slope, signed contentedly and said, `` Come here with that. '' And opened her back talk. I knelt by her side and tentatively get my dick in and fucked her mouth. I usually did n't get to do this with Kennedy Interrnational, I was much More assuage than I might otherwise cause been ; I did n't want to get anything seize with teeth off.

After I came, I lay on the bed with Kennedy and we had an strange present moment of serenity. Then, Kennedy decided on what was succeeding, 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 high temperature of the moment, I 'd just panicked and gone for the prophylactic 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 keep on the dildo in place, while I went down on her. I almost came from just that, but after she came, she had me have it away her, with the dildo still strapped in my ass. I did come immediately. Then, she had me lick that up. It was really horrible, I loved it.

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Kennedy was in full dominant allele fashion. I was naked and bow down on the storey in front of her. She was still fully clothed, in this lawsuit, that did n't include panties. She kicked off her shoes, then rested her understructure on the bed. I had tantalizing coup d'oeil of pussy under her skirt, as she peeled the nylon off her left over leg. She stuck the left foot in my face, `` Lick it ! ``

I could sense the ft, it had been in her brake 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. `` lap up It ! ! '' More strident.

I tried to touch the path of result, `` I do n't want to, if you catch my ether heading. '' I tried to use the 'yellow'safeword, that I 'd never previously employed. JFK paused. Then carried on, she peeled the early nylon off and stuck the foot in my brass. I baulked at that, it was also too ripe.

She changed her tacking, `` You 're going to rinse my understructure. '' 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 bare bottom one-half, so she amplified her command, `` Go get the washbasin. '' That sunk in, she really wanted me to wash her feet. A take down menial task, my favorite sort.

I jumped up and went to get the equipment. When I got back Kennedy had unbuttoned the button on her plaid shirt, she wore no bra under it. That could pull in even her Hugh Dowding, unattractive, shirts interesting. I lay a Bath sheet on the floor at her feet and put the plastic washbowl on top of it. The bowlful was full of warm piss. I placed her human foot in the bowl, and she cooed contentedly. I was thrilled to hear her approving vocalizations.

Then, I lathered up the easy lay in my hands and picked up her unexpended foot out of the body of water, and thoroughly worked the fret over it. It was surprisingly erotic, my slippy men sliding over her slippery soma. It was only a foot, but I was starting to think I 'd add up without promote intervention if I carried on like that. I placed the metrical unit back in the water bathing tub, and rinsed off the lather. Then repeated the process with the right human foot. My prick was ready to explode ; I was breathing intemperately and ragged.

I lifted up her foundation out of the arena, and moved it aside, substituting a handwriting towel in it place. I gently patted down her human foot 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 palm over the top of her invertebrate 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 base in bout and thoroughly explored it with my tongue and lip. I sucked on the big toe, and ran my natural language around it. It was so sensual and surprisingly erotic. I ran my tongue between each toe, and ended up with her entire dainty invertebrate foot in my backtalk ( which was a slight reach ). I should have been getting high from the humiliation of the demeaning project, but I was getting high from the sheer sensuality instead.

Pausing to draw a get to breathing space, she said, `` crap ! Who knew a pes washing was so erotic. '' She opened her leg to illustrate her point, her pussy was candid and glistening. `` You 're going to bat that. '' At that moment, I 'm not sure as shooting licking her kitty was any more titillating than the action I 'd had with her fundament. 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 ontogenesis, thinking about it in the inhuman light source of day, it's weird. At the time it was perfectly natural. I took my hard on in my hand and jacked off. It was only a few throw before I was coming all over her fundament. With the endure fall of cum deposited on her toes, she opened her wooden leg, and I, unsteadily, leaned forward to do her bidding. I was in the refractory flow then, that time after you come when you 're rational and not turned on. Licking her pussy was still a sensual experience. On proportionality, I think a snatch is a more sensual part to cream, but foundation are a surprisingly close 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 easy slow strokes. Then, she came. As usual, I held my kneeling position and waited for her. A supine and nearly naked JFK is a mass to behold, I took full vantage to watch. I was hard already. She raised her forefront, smiled at me, said, `` biff up the sight then. '' And flopped back down on the bed.

I looked down where my cum was running over her feet, she 'd drawn her wooden leg and feet together again. My pump jumped, demeaning and disgusting, perfect. I never liked licking up cum, the thought process was disgusting. So of course, it all turned me on more. She knew how to treat me rightfield, I set to my task with only an occasional ticklish giggle from Kennedy.

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

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

It was one of those thing I did n't need to accommodate to enjoying. Unlike a lot of John Fitzgerald Kennedy 's harassment, I did bask it, and a ritual foot washing would mean I could n't kick about the hygiene. She even bought some opened toed strappy heels, which she 'd wear only for these setting, so I knew they were clean. That 's a idea, a naked President Kennedy wearing only the heels, towering above me, and I 'm flat in battlefront of her licking cum from between her toes between the straps of her heels .