Ich schaute hinein und war schockiert über den Anblick, der sich mit bot!Rebecca lag auf dem Bett, nackt und schlafend. In der Hand hielt sie einen g...oßen roten Dildo. Und… es war mein Dildo! Es war offensichtlich, dass er erst vor kurzem benutzt worden war. Er glänzte feucht und im Zimmer hing der Geruch einer feuchten Muschi. Dieser spezielle Geruch einer geilen Frau erregt mich immer wieder, aber ich kannte ihn bisher nur von mir selbst. Als ich ihr näherkam, sah ich, dass Rebecca ihre. Not impressed, Gary said, “Please leave.”The young man sneered at Gary and then reached for Sally. Scared, Sally immediately ducked behind Gary. The guys hand brushed her arm and she squeaked in fright.At the same time the guy touched Sally, Gary gently, at least gently for him, pushed the man back. The kid staggered back a couple of steps, tripped over his own feet, and then landed on his butt.In a calm voice, Gary said, “Don’t touch the lady, son. Please leave.”Seeing that a fight was about. I stood there a long time. Finally, Master came over to me and asked me whose tits were clipped. “They are yours to use, Master.” He grasped my ass cheek and squeezed it. “And whose ass is this, krystenah?” “It is yours, Master.” In his hand was the hot sauce. “This is going inside here,” he said, touching the outside of his slave’s pussy and here, and he touched the asshole he controls. “And do you know why?” He asked me. I shook my head, sadly and guessed, “as punishment, Sir?” “That is. To be honest, were I them, and knowing that the guy who had nearly pureed the liver of the patient that I was guarding, would be visiting his wife in that very hospital, well, I’d think that, were the roles reversed, frisking him would only be prudent. Hell, I’d expect to uncover something along the lines of a headsman’s axe, or, more pedestrian in likelihood, something featuring a 7 round magazine. I had considered it, had considered the likelihood that it would not make my wife’s (or.