I picked up his laundry, which was already in the basket because he's a fairly neat person, and walked to the laundry room with it. There, I looped my...dildo-leash to a hook on a rack above the machine. Though I already had my own panties in my mouth, I still took great pleasure in kissing every individual article of clothing, especially his underwear, as I put them into the washer. After I set off the washer my orders were to stand completely motionless until it was done. This was. I sat back as I watched his cock slowly soften, he messaged me, and we chatted, he asked a few things and I mentioned I wanted to try dogging with my partner and if he could perform as we watched. He agreed and said it would be his pleasure. That night my partner came home and I told him what had happened and what I wanted to do. H e agreed but said that he was working away for the next few days. We agreed I would go alone to a dogging spot the man on the cam told me about, and we could face. 92mm Maxim machine gun; its three crew propped unconcerned against the bank peacefully chatting.On a promontory on the river, where the Rukwa makes a slight kink before the mudflats of the Westfluss, the 10.5cm Naval gun from the Konigsburg lies dug in and concealed. Aimed to fire over the top of the town, this gun forms the apex of our three artillery pieces.Between the town and the estate, and rather nearer the British, our little artificial lake lies forgotten. Its bright changing sheds. “What should I wear for this procedure?”“Anything that grants access to your bottom. Or, nothing at all.”Loren opened a linen closet in the hallway, removed a beach towel and laid it atop the bedspread. Abrielle approached him wearing her robe.“Look what I found at the pharmacy,” Loren said and handed her a cardboard box. “It’s a bulb syringe like the one on that website.” He opened the box and handed her the syringe. “It holds six ounces which is about right. I also bought some personal lube..