I attempted to move back once or twice but for the fear of getting wet she moved back in quick reflex. Finally I got the courage to hold her hands and...guide to where I wanted to be scrubbed on my chest and she was vigorously moving it and I held it firmly and guided it from under the lungi which was already loose to scrub and hold my dick. She attempted to withdraw it but now I was in control she made a half hearted attempt I pulled it firmly and she exlaimed “what are you doing baba!I asked. .”“Well, you might be right.”“Going home today?”“Most likely.”“We'll see. Let me read your fortune in your palm.”He removes his fingers from inside me and grabs my hand with his dry one, and draws lines with my juices on my palm. It tickles and turns me on even more to see his finger glisten in the sunlight.“Ah... someone would like to give her number to a certain someone and maybe meet up with him later. Look closely on your palm, you might see it too.”I look at my palm.“Look closer.”I move my. Now you’re going to see why.”He undid her ankle ties and wrist ties only to flip her over on the bed. So many thoughts of running away, hitting him, or even scratching him went through her mind, but she did nothing. She felt weak. And she loved this feeling.Tyrone tied her ankles to the bottom rail of the bed and tied her wrists to the top. She was a pig tied down and even though she was violated earlier, she was hoping for it even more. He got the dog up on the bed and without question, the. The man in drag was suspended from a hook in the ceiling by his ankles, with his hands tied to a hook in the floor. Standing beside him in a masquerade mask and black leather from head to toe was a very curvaceous blonde lady, who had a riding crop in her hand.Behind her attached to the wall were all manner of objects to beat and tie people, and also a very wide selection of vibrators, dildoes and strap-ons. This woman was obviously a dominatrix!The woman proceeded to beat the man with the.