“While I have seen this before in our group, I have to say I think its rather cold and unfeeling. These two softcore only meet for this and they have no other communication otherwise. I know its normal but I can't say I like it.” Michael smiled to himself glad she didn't like this but he wanted to elaborate more before going on, “What exactly didn't hot you like about it?” “Well the fact they only see each other for the BDSM. They never talk about anything other then the BDSM. I don't know it seems so cold. Almost like her submission isn't a gift to him but more like an expected right. I know that it normal but it seems he should care more about her outside life. I feel it would make their experience better if they would be closer. I'm not saying be a couple or anything but he doesn't even know what she does for a living or what she does with her free time except when it gets in the way of a task. Just seems real cold to bgrade me,” she told Michael. Michael thought for a moment, “So you think he should know things about her, like her job, what she does when she's out living life? You think she is just a sex slave to him basically, nothing more?” Silk thought on that for a moment, “Exactly. She's just a sex slave.” “Ok I see. Alright, the next story, what did you think?” Michael went on. Silk checked it real quick before answering, “That one, I didn't like at all. While the beginning was good and less cold, I didn't like that she was cheating on her husband to do so and later planned to leave him for this Dom.” Michael again smiled to himself, good she didn't approve of cheating, “Ok but outside that. Considering what you said about the first story, did you find this one less cold?” “Yes I liked that they were more caring towards each other. He knew a lot about her and she knew his life as well. I felt it made them closer so that their play time was more loving and less like slavery. I mean she served him as his slave but you knew that her submission was a gift and one he respected,” Silk told Michael without thinking about the effect her words might have. Michael listened carefully though. Silk wanted loving submission. This made Michael happy because that type of relationship did lead to more and more is what Michael wanted eventually. He knew however not to dwell on it Bhabhi so he moved on, “Ok next story.” Silk took a deep breath, “Ok this one is perfect to me. They started slowing and it developed into more as aunty time went on. They weren't cold with each other and over time they became more,” she paused for a moment unsure how to go on then just decided to jump in head first. “Michael I know what you are getting at here and this is exactly what I want. I want to be your slave for now and maybe something more later. I don't know what you mean when you say you need to define things as I thought we already had.” Michael watched her and when she stopped talking he spoke, “I do understand what you want. What romance I am saying is I need to know what kind of relationship we have. Are we just Master and slave? Due to the fact we are practically living together others see it as more. I guess what I need to know what do you want me to tell people Silk.” Says Rhonda, I started to thrust my dick harder and harder into her pussy. In between (AND during) the SLIGHTLY more sane audible narration of his damn-near fervent gameplay, it was as though Bhabhi his mind was both racing and speaking in CAPS all at once. She was still reluctant but I took away her worry when I laid my cock on her thigh and it fell over on the cunt. What was she going to say? It was all I could do to contain my excitement as hot Susan explained her idea to me. I romance was to take the lead, because, according to Susan and for whatever reason, Molly seemed to have the hots for me slightly more than Susan. Grimacing, I also had softcore to agree that I was still a sitting duck without her. The sensation of her nipples being stimulated sent Rebecca over the edge. The tears fell hot down my cheeks as I bobbed my head. She aunty deftly unzipped his trousers, her warm breath a bgrade soft caress on his neck as he once again tickled the folds of her pussy. I didn't know what came over me then. I’ve never seen anyone.”