I walked over to her and put my arms around her, my hands reaching down to grab her ass with both hands. She responded by putting her arms around my n...ck one hand on my shoulder the other on the back of my head and pulled my head to hers and kissed me. The kissing started out soft, out lips briefly touching before quickly moving away only to come back at a different angle to touch again. I moved one of my hands reluctantly from her firm butt up to the middle of her back and caressed her. Her. You are unable to close your legs. The monstrous dick stuffs you obscenely full. Your mound is pressed against the barrel. Faint vibrations reverberate through the metal against your clit. You want to push the horrid thing out but the straps hold it firmly in place. The buzz begins to grate on you.You calm down now that your captor is gone. You are shocked at my position. You are humiliated that you react with arousal to such horrible treatment. Your mind is a static buzz that echoes the. He rarely wanted to just sit and talk. His idea of sex was all focused on what he wanted, not me. He was generous and gave me a lot of clothes and jewelry. Money was never a problem but I wasn’t sure where he worked or how he got the money. He would leave the house around 8:30am and get home around 7:00pm most nights. Some nights, he would call and tell me to go to bed without him as he was tied up. I sometimes smelled perfume on his clothes when he got home and that obviously concerned me. . I want more!” He was speeding now, heedless of any state troopers or law officials. They were only about a block or two from the Inn. She continued. Touching, feeling, scratching. Rubbing and pinching every exposed inch of skin visible to his demanding eyes. He moaned, his breathing heavy as he rubbed his thick erection through his pants. The other hand struggling with the efforts to steady the fancy car. Boldly, disobediently she reached her fingers under the hem of her dress. Slowly, to judge.