A few seconds later, after finding it, she checked the time – 3:34 am.She got back in bed, thinking about the dream, about the sex, how good it felt...to fuck him as hard as possible. “No,” she forced herself from continuing with her perverse thoughts.Checking the time again – 3:36 – the numbers looking normal, Michelle rolled over and attempted to go back to sleep. She fought with herself, struggling to resist thinking of being filled with Mikey’s cum. She sat up, turned her light on and. She saw it, the predatory gaze he used start to come out from behind the drugged up visage. ?That’s amusing. Maybe I should let you go from your restraints and see if you could actually put up a decent fight while I fuck you with a strap on. How do you like that idea??His eyes widened. ?You’d lose, bitch.?She slapped him across the cheek again. ?You think so? Nevermind that I am trained in Panatukan and Eskrima martial arts. You’d lose very quickly.?Juan pursed his lips together tightly. It's funny I thought as I pulled my jeans on. Even as little as ayear ago I loved the feeling and sensations of pulling pantyhose up mylegs. Today it felt good not to have to wear them. Sure I still needed acontrol panty to do the job the control tops did but that didn't seem tomatter. At least the hormones had shrunk me so a light control one did afine job. If anything it was my bra was not comfortable today. Actuallythey hadn't been as comfortable for a while as they used to be. I knowthey. Then she climbed onto our bed. I saw her body trembling slightly as she straddled the black man lying there.My sweet wife took his erect dick in her hand and softly placed the head of it against her vulva as she lifted her hips over it. Then, using her other hand to spread her swollen wet pussy lips, she lowered herself onto him.She claimed it was really big; as she wiggled her hips a little while watching at me. She spread her knees wider as the shaft slowly penetrated her, opening the.