"Oooooo, Munna, I love it," she sobbed, "I just love it. Fuck me! Fuck me forever!"Munna cupped her churning ass and fucked into her with lightning sp...ed, finally carried away by his own wild arousal. Hasina felt her third orgasm of the evening exploding from the depths of her choot, and she clung to him and sobbed in bliss as the delicious spasms shook her.Munna was right behind her, bellowing and shuddering, slamming his twitching lund deep up inside her, flooding her chootwith jets of molten. They could talk loudly about me and, although i could hear, i could not talk back. They could view my body, but i could not view theirs. They could touch me and brush the clothespins pinching my nipples, but with my hands tightly attached behind me, i could not touch back. Many of these women asked my Domme if they could hold my leash and pose for pictures with me. She happily obliged. She whispered to me as some fifteen photographs were taken. Whenever we stopped, i had no way of knowing if i. Okay, VERY attractive, with dark curly hair, lots of strong muscle and a very, very nice face. He is just a bit shorter than me. We have spoken a few times, and he has always been pretty nice to me, it's just I don't know him enough to call him a friend. I wouldn't mind getting to know him though, with a sexy bum like that! I wonder how he looks with no shirt on... Just as I'm walking out of the class room, Michael casually walks up to me, his rucksack slung over his shoulder with the sun. She was one of those very efficient secretaries with unswerving loyalty to Mitchell. Unfortunately for me she demonstrated the same loyalty to her husband. A few weeks later I was sitting in the little pokey office I had in the underground car park when the phone rang. It was Kathleen. "Sir Alistair wants you to go to his house and pick his daughter up and drive her across to Western-Super-Mare to meet her boyfriend. He wants you to spend the day there and bring her back in the evening." .