It really is flawlessly made, and in my hand it definitely pulses. There's no question. My drunk mind was not wrong, the black ring interwoven with pu...ple, flashes to the exact beat of my heart. Now I don't know what you would do in the situation, but I’m not afraid to say that it took me all of two seconds to slip the ring on my finger and decide to never take it off again. This time the rush I felt was lessened, not to say that it didn't make me feel great though. A rush of pleasure licked. 7.30 and I am ready. Imake my way to my car, trying to remain calm and hold my excitement inside. Theegg moves inside me and bumps against the plug. The breeze sneaks inside theskirt at the back and my whole body shivers with expectation.The drive wasuneventful and I am early. I wait until 8 exactly before knocking.He opens the door andsmiles at me. We embrace and kiss tenderly. Master steps away andinspects me, I turn on his signal, bend over and lift my skirt so he can fingermy pussy and feel. . a long raven-haired Italian beauty nestled beside him, fondling his flaccid cock, biting at his ear, endeavoring to work his hand into her cunt. But he was beside himself, staring at his very own wife performing in the lewdest of manners before the depraved, lusting audience... and there seemed to be nothing he could do!In the back of his erotically fogged brain, he thanked God that he had at least shown intelligence enough to carry through with his hunch. And even as he thought these things,. I tucked my cock in and looked at myself in the mirror. Mike said that looks so girly on you as he found the matching bra. He handed me the bra and told me to try it on. I never wore a bra before and as I fumbled to put it on. I used a couple of pairs of pantyhose to fill out the cups. I looked at myself in the mirror and I looked like a girl. We went to Mikes room and laid on his bed. We both started masterbating and our thighs were touching. He asked me if I like the bra and I told him I did..