My God boy. How old are you?Mistress I'm 18 mistress.If you say so, 18 with a 12 year olds size. She giggled.I'm going to have to use a thick zip tie ...o hold this in place she says as she walks to my left again.A few minutes go by and she walks back. Her boots making that familiar clicking sound on the concrete floor. She puts the cage on me and I hear a zipppp. I screech in pain as the zip tie pulls extra tight around the top of my dick and the underside of my balls. She let it go and then. My apologies to you, and thanks for attempting to share your content with those of us who only speak English.I’m talking about the writers who can’t form a coherent sentence, spell correctly, use the right words, or punctuate anything to save their life. It’s unfortunate, because while you have a great fantasy, story, or idea, it can’t be conveyed because of the communication barrier.Does anyone really believe you have a 19” dick? Do many men actually know their wife’s measurements? Dress size?. Both of us came together and I could see the mixed love juices slip out of her cunt onto her thighs and onto the bed. We separated our entangled bodies and laid down next to each other.I wanted to sleep now, but she shook me awake and gave me the milk. “Jiju, it is badam milk for extra strength. It is a full night out, so don’t think you can sleep after one round”.Well, the milk was lukewarm now and the aromatic milk was extra sweet and awesome. The almonds were hand-crushed by her and highly. Taylor said, "Oh, Dave. I have a favor to ask of you."Dave went back in girded mode.She went on, "You've met Athena. She told me about finding you and the others all making love here on the patio a few nights ago." She whispered, "She said fucking." Her voice returned to normal, "She's very scared of sex, and I've had some long talks with her about it. I would like you to give her the experience that you gave me. You changed me so much for the better, and it was a colossal and beautiful.