Sometimes just undressing, sometimes stripping. I was told to get myself into bondage positions, and into a number of poses.It was creepy, I always fe...t like I was being watched, but this was different, like I was really being watched this time. Finally this punishment bench came out of the floor and I was given a really good hitting. Finally, nude, I was told to put my ankles into a spreader bar and cuff my hands up over my head. This cylinder of glass came down from the ceiling, mirrored. However he might have to marry to be financially better supported than he was now. Indeed and Fletch knew compromises were not always bad. The truth was he knew a few of his now more distanced pals had married damn fine women and the guys smiled a lot more than they had when single. * * * Fletch knocked and waited. He thought he heard someone stumble and shout ‘Oh fuck.’ Mrs Cox opened the door. She looked disheveled, wearing a gown and was rubbing her arm. ‘Sorry I must look a mess. I slept in. At the same time, I was also fingering fucking her pussy and she was saying, “Please ruk jao yaar kitna tadpayega ab daal de na apna lund meri chut me kitna tarsayega.” But I didn’t stop.Instead, I inserted my dick inside her mouth and continued my work of finger fucking her pussy as she was now wasn’t able to speak. After 5-10 minutes she came again and I could feel all my fingers wet and I inserted the fingers inside her mouth to which she sucked them and tasted her own juice.Now I was also. He showed me photographs of his penis as we chatted online and it was exactly what I wanted. Large, he said it was about 8 inches, and uncircumcised with a beautifully formed head. It made my heart beat faster just to see it. The anticipation of reaching out to hold my first cock, to feel it’s weight in my hand was overwhelming. I told him it was beautiful and he thought I was being silly. “It’s just a cock!” he replied, but I was serious. A cock can be beautiful, it can arouse someone just by.