Kennedy did get around to trying out my other introduce. We were both naked, 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 Jack Kennedy 's boobs, Kennedy likes me playing with her boobs, and venture 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 all heartedly approved of what emerged from that closet. This time, I was definitely in two judgment, 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 need 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 heading. The dildo was waving on my face. `` You do n't want it ? '' She questioned.

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

'' yobbo. I 've been looking forward to this. '' She presented it to my lips, `` Suck on it. '' I opened my oral cavity 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 tasting had taken my thinker off the spot, `` I liked the taste. '' I was really wanting to alter the outcome of this, so I tried, `` Could n't I just taste 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 plane on my back. She pulled my legs apart, and I felt her get on the bed between them. `` Open spacious. '' Her hands grasped me under the knees and pulled my peg up and apart so I was undefended to her. I screwed up my face, bracing myself, waiting for the inevitable.

I felt her hand on my dick. Of row I was hard, I may have found the idea disgusting, but it was also a turn on. My prick betrayed me there. She started jacking me off, I relaxed, but still wear upon, waiting for her to withdraw 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 legs, naked of course, her boobs wobbling temptingly. The dildo was ominously pointing to my ass, her handwriting 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 psyche. `` You 'll really savour it. '' I still was n't buying it. However, the handwriting 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 to orgasm. My consistency was starting to cheat on 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 check to it, I came.

I was thinking I got away without being fucked, I was feeling relieved. I opened my center, 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 dependable pelage of cum on it. I was thinking she was going to get me to fellate it off, unpleasant, and humiliating, just the sorting of thing I like. But she had early melodic theme, `` Turn over. ``

I did n't acknowledge 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 skanky, yes it turned me on again. But, I moved my hands to brood my ass. She tapped my workforce, and said, `` You 're going to let me, think back. You missed your chance to do it while turned on, now you get to suffer. I 'm so going to delight this. ``

I moved my hands out of the way, and Kennedy did go through with her menace. 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 pick up her breathing, she was mightily turned on, as was I. I was surprised at how hard my dick felt, it was in an uncomfortable position beneath me.

John Fitzgerald Kennedy pushed me on my side, and saw my rent. `` 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 discontinue her. She 'd be very dysphoric with me if that were true.

I tried to steer off that intellection, `` It was n't painful, just unpleasant. And degrading. I really hated the dynamic ; I do n't want any Morley. '' I slipped in the special K safewords, I could n't admit that I wanted this, even to myself, but I could try a coded message. I also looked down to my tough on, all that seemed to still JFK 's arrest.

She presented the used dildo to my rim, `` unresolved wide. '' There was no way I was going to suck on that, considering where it had just been. It would birth been exquisitely humiliating, but it was just too insanitary for me to look at. I pressed my lips together and shook my head word. `` Open ! '' Kennedy demanded, she was going to make 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 ? Think where it's been. '' It was n't something I really wanted to call up on.

That took the wind out of Kennedy 's cruise. 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 finale matter I wanted, I 'm not surely which was unfit, I 'd upset John Fitzgerald Kennedy, or I 'd gone through all that for nothing. I hugged her round the centre and said through tears. `` I 'm sorry. expression, I want to make it up to you, spank me, do it 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 stiff dick. `` I really hated every hour of it. ``

I 'm not sure enough 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 fence when there was a blowjob on offer. And what a blowjob it was, Kennedy is the adept there is, I know this for a fact, I 've had pot 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. John Fitzgerald Kennedy was looking much more like Kennedy now, much happier. `` You 're going to lick 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 puss. I like licking Kennedy 's slit. 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 face, signed contentedly and said, `` Come here with that. '' And opened her rima oris. I knelt by her side and tentatively stuck my dick in and fucked her mouthpiece. I usually did n't get to do this with Jack Kennedy, I was much more mollify than I might otherwise have been ; I did n't require to get anything bite off.

After I came, I lay on the bed with JFK and we had an unusual instant 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 hotness 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 clip, she left it there, and fastened the straps around me to proceed the dildo in place, while I went down on her. I almost came from just that, but after she came, she had me love 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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JFK was in full phase of the moon dominant mode. 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 step-in. She kicked off her shoes, then rested her metrical unit on the bed. I had tantalizing glimpse of pussy under her wench, as she peeled the nylon off her result leg. She stuck the leave foot in my face, `` drub it ! ``

I could smell the foot, it had been in her skid, 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 bear on the course 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 foot in my cheek. I baulked at that, it was also too ripe.

She changed her sheet, `` You 're going to dampen my feet. '' With that, she pulled her chick 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 control, `` Go get the washbowl. '' That sunk in, she really wanted me to moisten her feet. A take down menial task, my ducky sort.

I jumped up and went to get the equipment. When I got back Kennedy had unbuttoned the buttons on her plaid shirt, she wore no bra under it. That could create even her dowdy, unattractive, shirts interesting. I lay a bath sheet on the base at her feet and put the plastic lavabo on top of it. The bowlful was total of fond water. I placed her feet in the bowl, and she cooed contentedly. I was thrilled to take heed her approving vocalizations.

Then, I lathered up the soap in my paw and picked up her left ft out of the water, and thoroughly worked the swither over it. It was surprisingly erotic, my slippery deal sliding over her slippery anatomy. It was only a human foot, but I was starting to guess I 'd derive without further intervention if I carried on like that. I placed the pes back in the water bath, and rinsed off the lather. Then repeated the unconscious process with the right-hand foot. My cock was gear up to explode ; I was breathing hard and ragged.

I lifted up her feet out of the arena, and moved it aside, substituting a manus towel in it place. I gently patted down her feet 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 rub down the soles of her substructure. She moaned at that, it was a skillful moan.

Then, I took each foot in act and thoroughly explored it with my tongue and sassing. I sucked on the big toe, and ran my tongue around it. It was so carnal and surprisingly titillating. I ran my knife between each toe, and ended up with her entire dainty foot in my sass ( which was a svelte stint ). I should have been getting high up from the humiliation of the demeaning chore, but I was getting highschool from the sheer sensuality instead.

Pausing to draw a ragged breathing place, she said, `` Shit ! Who knew a foot laundry was so erotic. '' She opened her legs to illustrate her point, her pussy was open and glistening. `` You 're going to lick that. '' At that moment, I 'm not surely licking her pussy was any more erotic than the military 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 development, thinking about it in the insensate light of day, it's Weird. At the meter it was perfectly natural. I took my hard on in my hand and jacked off. It was only a few cerebrovascular accident before I was coming all over her feet. With the last drops of cum deposited on her toes, she opened her ramification, 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 wheel, I think a cunt is a more sultry part to lick, but understructure are a surprisingly close second.

President Kennedy was surprisingly promptly coming. I had n't been trying to festinate her, I was starting out not turned on, I 'd been taking gentle slow strokes. Then, she came. As usual, I held my kneeling billet and waited for her. A supine and nearly au naturel Kennedy is a sight to lay eyes on, I took entire advantage to determine. I was toilsome already. She raised her headway, 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 feet, she 'd drawn her stage and metrical unit together again. My heart jumped, demeaning and disgusting, perfect. I never liked licking up cum, the cerebration was disgusting. So of course, it all turned me on more. She knew how to address me right, I set to my task with only an occasional ticklish 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 things I did n't want to admit to enjoying. Unlike a lot of Jack Kennedy 's torments, I did enjoy it, and a rite groundwork washing would stand for I could n't complain about the hygiene. She even bought some opened toed strappy heels, which she 'd article of clothing only for these scenes, so I knew they were clean. That 's a thought, a defenseless Kennedy wearing only the heels, towering above me, and I 'm prostrate in front of her licking cum from between her toes between the shoulder strap of her heels .