As I'm completing my second fucking of her, I grab her tits and squeezes them as I shoots my load into her again. " UNHHHHHHHHHH!" I groan in pleasure... I climb off of the bed, and I look as my toy. Alina is bound, gagged, virtually naked, and now covered in sweat from the consecutive fuckings. Alina looks up at me as I begin to undo her bindings. I lean into her and whisper very softly again " Now, you have had nasty dirty sex, I'm not done with you yet!" Alina laid there panting for breath and. .................................................................................................................................A week later I said to her“Hun, Stef is going home in week so I have booked you in for a final massage on Friday before she leaves”No response came. I knew this would cause some temporary turmoil for her but I had an awesome plan in place to bring stuff out into the open. I was even looking forward to it.Friday night came and Trina was leaving school“You coming?” she. His smooth practiced hands went under her blouse and skillfully fondled her breasts. Sylvia sagged against him and in doing that she discovered that he had unzipped his fly and his massive erection hung out, pointing at her. Her hand slid along it and grasped it and he moaned. She felt her vagina weep in frustration.But that was nothing to the frustration that followed afterwards. John stepped back from her and sat on the plain wooden chair that was the alcove's only furniture. He drew Sylvia. I opened the latest issue to the table of contents. "Karenin her boudoir, preparing for her man" was the first"pictorial," then a photo article about Nick Nickerson'slatest extravagant party at his extravagant mansion (thePanty Palace) in Fromage, Wisconsin. Then an article onsome new Italian penis-extender car, a "pigskin preview,"and the coup de grace, an extensive pictorial entitled,"Cynthia completely satisfies her lover?..and herself."I was sure the TV remote was somewhere and I could.