Mason sat down on the sofa, which was so soft he sunk right into it. “Well, this is a first, Lynds, I’ve never been invited into the house before,...we normally hand over at the doorstep or either Mr or Mrs P wheels her down to the car.”“He appears to respect you, Mace,” as she sat next to him, the softness of the sofa naturally causing her to slip down tight up next to him, her head on his shoulder and a hand on his chest, “the animosity between you and Leone set a pattern against Mr P’s normal. A big prick could mesmerize her. And her tits were so sensitive, any man could soon have her frothing at the lightest touch. She understood the danger of encountering a man who would recognize these weaknesses and use them to keep her under his thumb. Therefore, she had to get her sex from a man like John whom she completely dominated. It had not been easy finding John and making him a slave to her pussy. She didn't want another woman to discover his frailty and deprive her of his. You can't see what heis doing from the angle of the shot but I'll never forget the rude shockof his unlubricated finger forcing it's way into my tight sissypuss. Inthe picture I'd regained my composure, but only moments before I hadgasped, nearly stumbling forward off the platform, my bells wildlyjangling. Ironically, it was the same finger inside me that had upset mybalance that now steadied me, helping me to regain my footing on theplatform, and that's when the photo was taken.On either side. Meanwhile he let his left hand steal slowly up her side from her waist to just below her armpit. Then just as he started to slide it forward to her breast, Mary said, "ding."Helen reluctantly pulled away and turned to Bob. But as soon as she was facing him she gave him a devilish grin, grabbed his head with both hands, and attacked his mouth passionately. Bob didn't bother with her waist, sliding his hands quickly up her belly to those big lucious boobs. As soon as he reached his goal she.