She motioned me towards Her, and I minced across the bedroomto the bed. She applied locks to the ankle cuffs of the pumps, flap ofthe corset that hid ...he laces, cuffs at the end of the sleeves locking inthe gloves, and, zipping up the back of the dress, She locked zipper andthe collar around my neck, locking my gagged head inside a rubber bimbomask.She always made me dress myself, but the pleasure of locking me into myhumiliating outfits was always reserved for Her. Every click of the lockssent. It is the events of last night, with my fuck buddy Joss. It's 10:00PM and I've just arrived home from work. It's not even midnight yet and I've got no plans for the night. I take out my phone and text Joss. Me: Busy? Joss: Horny? Me: Yes. Joss: Then no. 5 mins. I smile, satisfied at his reply and kick off my shoes, relaxing on the sofa and patiently waiting for Joss to come over. 5 minutes later, there's a soft knock on the front door of my apartment and I walk over to open it. Joss is. But he had started developing a nice sized cock that would make some men jealous. You could tell that the size of it had impressed Megan and that the texture of his hairless crotch was starting to affect her. With her other hand, she started rubbing the staff. Up and down she was manipulating the foreskin. With every stroke, Bobby would grow bigger and moan a little louder. Marty was watching her granddaughter with amazement. I wished to trade paces with Bobby. Soon Megan moved her face. ” She said as she chucked her sticks away and sat down on the bed, Old Man Sherman looked at her, “You’re faking you bitch.”“Sorry Mr Sherman!” she said, “But it’s driving me insane I need something warm and vibrant inside of me.”“I guess your batteries gone flat inn that plastic cock you keep hidden?” Mr Sherman asked kindly and when she nodded he said.“I’ll have the boys bust up your ribs and leg tomorrow Miss Lane.” He said quietly, “All them times I fucked your mouth because I didn’t want.