He’d always had the ability to rob her of her senses, send her to unbelievable heights of pleasure. That was before — before the pain of loss and ...oneliness after he went off on his great adventure. He’d abandoned her without a word, left her to her struggle for her own survival. Now, he was back expecting her to forget the commitments she’d made, the fight she’d endured to rebuild her life without him. And she was letting him! She stiffened, her body solidifying as her pride and her anger. "Velma was roughly shoved on her stomach before she could say another word. Quickly shedding her jeans, Emma spat a generous amount of saliva in her hands, lubed her cock, and took a pair of latex gloves from her purse. Putting these on, she rammed her cock into Velma, eliciting a very loud squeal. Then she pulled out the stinging nettles. The next ten minutes were a real workout for Velma. The nettles made her cry out at once whenever Emma smacked them across her ass. Welts popped up all over. I also noticed that I really needed to pee. He told me to sit in the chair, which had its leg holders down and in a sitting position, exactly like all of the other empty chairs, but nothing like the reclined position with the legs splayed out that the occupied chairs had. I also noticed that the women had no clothing nearby them. I got into the chair once the guard yelled at me again, bringing me back to the situation. Once again, when I placed my body into the chair, it automatically. The skirt goes on easy, probably sideways. Without tags, pockets, or a zipper, I have no idea how girls figure it out. Returning to the mirror I look at myself from behind again. Wiggling my butt I love how the fabric dances around. Bending forward, touching my toes, I can barely see the hint of my black panties peak out from the longer than desired skirt. Again, the fabric bumps as my erection is now straining at the panties gusset.Returning to the bed for the second to last time I slide the.