"Hmmmm," she moaned to herself softly, then blew a kiss at her reflection in the mirror and laughed. The aspirin and beer was rapidly chasing the head...che away and the horny feeling was rising.Dawn ambled into the kitchen, filled and switched her coffee machine on and got some bread out to toast. She slipped back to the night before in her mind.It had been a fun night, well no sex which was a downer, but still fun. Dawn had met some buddies in a local bar in her small town in Iowa, and they had. "Yes, a torn windbreaker. He became weary and overheated, and was not thinking straight. He discarded it in the dirt along one of the side trails. I know it was his; he left a motel receipt with other scraps of paper in the pocket." Thank you, John. It is a very good thing you have done. This discarded garment has value; more value than anyone could foresee, I think." The old woman smiled, accepted the plastic grocery bag holding a soiled jacket stinking of stale sweat and dust. She nodded. Досмотрев все до конца, я вдруг понял, что сильно возбудился.Я хотел включить следующий ролик, но тут за моей спиной раздался стук в дверь. Едва успел закрыть окно плеера, как в проеме показалась мама: — Виталик, пойдем ужинать. — Хорошо, мам, — я встал и на всякий случай выключил компьютер.После ужина мама ушла на курсы, на которые недавно записалась, так что часов одиннадцати-двенадцати ее точно не будет, а отец ушел на работу в ночную смену. Отец у меня работал на заводе, а мать была. Master lubed up the plug and then he began pushing globs of lube inside his slave’s ass. “I want you to make room for something later, Puppy,” he said as he gradually pushed the plug deeper inside me until it was in place. I grunted with pleasure at the thought of him fucking my ass. Now I was in “diaper position”, completely vulnerable and available to my Master. “Hold those legs up, Puppy,” Master said as he pulled his belt out of his belt loops. My clit began to tingle at the thought of.