Wearing no more the skimpiest of sexy black lingerie, with leather cuffed wrists secured behind her back and a red ball gag secured in her mouth, Kare... had been led by a collar and leash upstairs by the mousy looking Joan and then along a long corridor, until stopping beside two doors opposite one another.The first door, noted the very nervous yet strangely curious Karen Taylor, was marked ‘Mr. Sean Brady’, whilst opposite, this larger door was merely labelled as ‘Private’ and it was this door. Oh my god! Her right breast pumped on my hand on pole! You can imagine me and my naughty guys situation. I got an instant hard in pant. Since the pole was in between us, she didn't notice but apologized for “breast pumping act “. I was praying that driver should apply break again and again for my luck the man in 35-40 was drunken and smelled badly. Which irritated her and she had no other option then to stand there. No place was there, but She had a fair guy(me) in front of her. She requested. "Brian, are you okay?" Tina shook him gently.Brian opened his eyes and saw his wife kneeling beside him, a worried expression on her face."I'm fine..." he said, a little unsteadily."Are you sure?"Brian looked at the newly remodeled house, unable to think coherently. He was sitting at the front door, where he had sunk to the floor, in shock. "What ... how ... the house???" he sputtered, barely able to speak, much less think."Oh Brian! I'm so sorry!" Tina blurted out, her carefully rehearsed. I relaxed and let it happen; I felt the tingles and Vicky said, "They're tightening up," and I started pushing. Bev grabbed onto the exposed part of my cock and moved her whole head up and down with me, sucking and licking as I held her head and I started coming in her mouth. It was less than a mouthful because my cock was taking up some space and she didn't swallow until I was completely drained. She didn't lose any and she seemed mighty proud of herself when she moved back above the covers.I.