Our third and final apparatus of the night wasn't overly complicated: it was a padded horizontal bar placed just below Adrienne's waist level. She sto...d on one side of it and bent over the bar ... ALL the way over ... so that her head was pointed at the floor and her hands held onto soft leather handgrips on the posts by her feet.Adrienne had become quite fond of vibrating eggs – Sasha's influence – and one was currently working its magic inside her pussy. I stood behind her on a wide. Finally I reach her gorgeous face and her smoldering eyes once again capture my heart. I pass over her cheek, sliding to the back of her neck, grabbing it firmly then forcing her mouth to mine. This is my lover and yes, I am her Master. I release her lips just as I undo her tied down hair, allowing it to flow down and cover her fit, golden shoulders. I grab her hair harshly and it shocks her when I pull her head back and sink my teeth into her neck, nibbling on her flesh. “Go! Take your shower. Hmmmm Jon says well I am sure we could work some thing outHe stands behind you as you sit making u a little nervous , you feel his strong hands on your shoulders although scared you feel slightly aroused by this , his hand slides inside your blouse and under your bra he says I am assuming you want to work something out so you get your car back …… nervously you reply of courseGood he says as you here his fly unzip , your heart is racing now you know Jon is married and that what ever is going to. I hooked my heels around his waist and rocked my hips up to meet his thrusts. With every stroke he tried to cram more of his cock into me. He pushed deeper and deeper, stretching me a little more each time. It was like he was reaming me out deeper and wider, turning me into a proper receptacle for his big cock. I felt like hot metal on a blacksmith's anvil as he pounded away, reforming me to better suit his needs.He held his chest off me by bracing himself stiff-armed on the bed. I would not.