I felt the heat of her hand over mine as she guided me to continue sliding the toy in and out of her drenched pussy. There was something so naughty ye... intimate in her control of the moment. The steamy eroticism of it was overwhelming. Any awkwardness I may have felt evaporated as she began to moan once again, whispering, “Oh baby yes…just like that…” I could feel her luscious body press against mine each time I slid the glass cock inside her. I was ridiculously hard. The cheeks of her sexy. I was pretty sure that Sarah didn't mention anything about what happened when she told me about them hooking up, but part of me was nervous that she would tell him.I did what became my daily routine, I jerked off to her and then went to bed. It took me awhile to fall asleep because, even though I just jerked off thinking about her, I still kept thinking about her. Finally I fell asleep. It was about an hour or so later I woke up randomly. I tossed and turned for a bit before I decided to check. Next, sherepeated with my ankles. "Totally restrained again. That wasn't even aminute. No fight in you, Amy. You must really like the idea of being ourlittle Princess." Aunt Jane laughed mockingly. I was struggling againstmy bonds. The shame stage had well and truly set in now, as it usuallydoes after an orgasm. I felt so ashamed and humiliated and wanted theworld to swallow me up. "Aww! Amy is having a tantrum," Sandra cooed. Shereached the buckles that secured my ball gag in place and. My, how time flies, Emily thought, with a sigh, as she gently pressed the drawer shut and turned toward her friend. ‘Yes, I’m fine, thanks. I was just checking. Now, if only—’ ‘I’m sure it’s still there,’ Margaret said. ‘I just know it was meant for you. What are the chances it would find its way to a small town like this otherwise? You say you haven’t seen one just like the other one in all these years?’ ‘No, I haven’t . . . and I’ve looked,’ Emily responded. ‘It’s one of the few nice things.