He lifted cushions off his sofa, threw them back down.What was he looking for?He was muttering to himself, punching the air. He disappeared again.Lean...e suddenly knew what was missing. Was it his body language that reminded her? She remembered his first name taken from his handcuffs...It was about her third or fourth break-in when she found them, she had just returned his underground magazine, "Graveyard Sex Review", when she picked up a pair of silver handcuffs. This was no imitation bullshit,. Her blouse was sheer and showed off her perky little nipples way too much, and there were only two buttons on it. Both were right at her tits, and it was too small for her. The skimpy little skirt had slits up the front and back and both sides. Even the waist band had been cut. All the slits were held together with Velcro and Tracy knew one wrong move and she might just lose everything from the waist down. And if anyone wanted, they could easily pull her skirt and it would come apart.But right. " Mary took a deep breath. "I think it may be best to show you."Mary stood up and had her back to Theresa. She then removed her skirt,slip, and panties. She turned back around to face Theresa. Mary said,"This is the change." Theresa saw Mary's cock, not hard, but it wasobvious. Theresa eyes widened, and she blurted out, "WHAT THE FUCK!" Marysaid, "It is real." She gave Theresa a full view from all sides, and asMary's fingernails brushed the cock, it hardened. Theresa said, "No way!"She then. My swollen mushroom head slipped in to him and he gave a gasp. Moving I gradually entered him until my hips were against his cheeks. Starting slow I was fucking his ass until I was pounding hard and fast as we worked up to a power fuck. We moved so he was on his back and I held his legs high and entered him again. It was a joy to see his small cock giggling around as I pounded into him. When I was getting close he said he wanted my cock in his mouth. I pulled out and lowered his legs. Quickly.
Read MoreRelated Videos
