Chris had trouble fastening the belt behind his back and after acouple of minutes of frustration, he decided that he needed to go out tothe mirror at ...he sinks. Nervously, he listened, and could not hearanyone, so he slowly opened the stall door and walked over to the counter.With his back to the mirror Chris still could not fasten the belt. He saton the counter to get a closer look. This worked great and soon the garterbelt was secure around his waist. Chris hopped off the counter and turnedto. It's not really a necklace but it is around my throat. A soft pink satinblindfold rests across my forehead. I have a set of beads that hang froma string around my hips that hide my sex but provide it no protection. MistressAmanda is putting me into the final pieces of my costume for the eveningjust as she has directed all of this week's activities. The last item is brought out. I have been workingfor weeks to be able to do this. It is a collar with a set of mittens thathold my hands behind and. I turn around in bed to see Rob standing up without clothes, no underwear or anything. I blush, he turns the light on to see me blushing. “You know you want to” I smile a little and then cover myself with the blanket even though I have a bra and underpants on. Rob gestures me to come to the edge of the bed as he sits down, I go next to him and hug him. I feel comforted as he is by my side. He puts his arm around my body and I rest my head on his strong shoulder. I look up at him thinking *are. She threw her head back, breathing heavily as her breasts were caressed and her nipples sucked, the chair creaking rhythmically as she bounced on the rigid tool within her. He reached around, grasping her buttocks as she rode him, her arms around his neck. She hugged him tightly as she felt warmth spreading upwards from her quivering pussy, through her body, releasing itself in a scream as her climax took hold. He picked her up, his hands cupping her firm arse cheeks as she wrapped her legs.