I will clean myself this afternoon in preparation. I can’t thank you enough for agreeing to this,” Donald gushes at her, “Perhaps now you could...put a plug up in me to help me prepare.”Donald goes to the special kitchen drawer and brings another large plug out. He hands it to Emma and leans over the kitchen table as she does for him. Emma fully coats the plug with lube, and so slowly and gently, stopping as she starts to enter him, so he can relax and accept this assault, she presses the plug. Ah. That’s a good question, isn’t it?”“And if she can answer it for you, that leaves you with only the plushies to think about.”“Ooh, speaking of. Please tell me you’re not a cliché and that you like shopping?”I smiled. “Depends on the company and the shopping.”“Hmm, company’s me, so that’s a ‘fuck yes’, right?”I chuckled. “Not quite how I’d have put it, but yes, I can imagine a little shopping in your company to not be the worst thing in the world.”“Not the worst? You rat! For that you’re. “Now get your eyes back down. I said you could look, bitch. Not stare.”The slight chastisement of his voice made her even wetter. He stooped to open the black gym bag he had dropped in the hall. Out came the toys: the wide cuffs for her wrists, the wider ones for her ankles, the even wider ones that would fit her thighs. These she saw in the corner of her eyes as he rooted them out of the bag. Other toys, obscene in shape, pleasurable and painful in purpose, joined the growing heap. After a. They finished the song with a kiss and Jack telling her Thanks for the night. Bonnie looked puzzled and asked Jack aren’t we going to party in the room when we get pack to the hotel. Jack said I didn’t know if you wanted to or not and I wasn’t going to ask you to come there with all 5 of us. Bonnie said to Jack that she can take care of herself and she wanted to hang out with them and party. Jack cracked a big smile and said I want to take you home with me. Bonnie laughed and said that.