I wanted her to think I was the best over she had ever had. Now I had two middle fingers inside her and felt for the G spot. Having judged where it wa... I began to stroke with my finger tips while my tongue played on the clit. Within a few seconds she was writhing as I fingered and licked her. Her mussels were now pulsating. After a few minute of giving her pleasure with my fingers, I decided to go for the full orgasm and make her cum. She was now in a state of full ecstasy. I finger fucked her. Some of my partners are definitely into it, especially dirty talking. NASCAR Boy is one of them. I feel a little foolish babbling on while I plow him, but I know he loves it, so I start in with some patter."Yeah, you want a real man's cock up your ass, don't you, you hot fucking bastard? Oh, man. I could fuck your awesome hole all day. You're such a hot fucking bottom. You suck dick like a dream and you just love to get your hole pounded by all the hard cock you can handle. Well, I'm. As I went to knock, herdoor opened. But it wasn't her. It was a man. A mountain of a man thatwas at least 6'4". And from the looks of it, he to was very familiarwith the gym. Looking at me like I was a servent caught in a room I hadno place being, all he said was, "Heard about her new neighbor. Go onin, she is waiting for you." In here," I heard her call. Slowly, I entered. Even less sure now ofwhat I was in for than I had been all day. I found her sitting in themiddle of a large. As usual, I'm speechless -- gagged as I type - with my chains jingling as the words flow. I can feel my stiffness growing in my pink plastic panties. I feel the butt plug inside me. In the full-length mirror to my left, I can see my short, sheer, pink plastic dress, with matching bonnet and booties. I can see three bags of my pasty, drug-sweetened gruel hanging on high wall hooks behind me. I can see the chains the shackle me to my chair. So maybe I'm just a crybaby.After all, I've dreamed of.