Again driving me wild and wanting so much more but we keep it to just to foreplay. We both step out of the shower and after we have dried each other o...f we sit on the bed. Our conversation is about the past year of chatting and camming. I tell you I never thought this day would come where we would be with each other sharing our sexual desires we both have for each other. A dream comes true. Our first day trip is to this quaint little winery I go to three times a year. It is a three hour drive. Mainly my dick and balls. She kept feeling them over and over. I felt her wonderful tits and firm nipples that were always covered from my eyes, and the soft full bush between her legs.I felt her smiling face with my hands, she was so excited and happy. As we felt us, she whispered again: (“…do you have any idea how many times I’ve masturbated thinking about you?”) I said: (“….well I started wanking thinking of you when I was about 9..”). I heard her gasp!, then say: (“oh… my… god!...your. The jerk is pulling myhair painfully, pushing his shaft deep into my mouths; using my headas a fucktoy. My saliva and his precum are running down my chin anddown to my naked breasts."This is a nightmare, it can't be real!" I tried to tell myself, butthe pain and the salty test of his precum told me the opposite. I madea feeble attempt to push him away, but he only grabbed my hair morepainfully. "I just need it to end!" I thought again, and wrap my lipsaround his shaft and trying to make him. He announced, "Mister Fabricci, the Governor is here to speak with you."There came a growl from within, nothing more. John peered through the door, and saw Joe Fabricci sitting awkwardly on a fold-down bed. The awkwardness came from the manacles holding his legs apart, and the plastic cable that attached them to a ring set in the wall. He could sit, but could not lie down. He had a gag stretched round his head and through his mouth, preventing any major noise from being emitted.Fred spoke to.