She held up a large black dildo. "Not mascara, I think," she smirked."It's not mine," I protested without thinking. "It belonged to a friend. Linnea" ...- I stumbled on the name -- "doesn't let me masturbate." So I recall," Irene said, examining it closely. She sniffed, and then tasted the tip of it. "She said you liked your ass filled, too, didn't she?"I think the heat in the room went up about ten degrees in half as many seconds. It was impossible to miss the signs of Irene's arousal; her. "But you cant speak, can you dodie"She tried to call out for help, As she shook from the intense feeling. But couldnt make a sound. She tried to moan, but her lips were sealed"Look at me dodie. Look deep into my eyes, and know that now i own you"Dodie started shaking not only in arousal, but now in fear"Say i own you"She tried but her lips were still sealed"You may speak"Suddenly she cried out the loudest moan youll ever hear " YES YES YOU OWN ME SIR! PLZ SIR LET ME CUM! PLZ I CANT TAKE IT!".. Neither Jim nor Ned possessed a city suit, let alone a presentable one. Mandy and Rose had their buckskins, plus a few dresses that had seen better days, and Sam had even less.Therefore, after a referral by the bank clerk, a tailor was contracted to fit them with appropriate clothing. He came to their hotel rooms with two assistants, to take their measurements, and he promised them the first products of his efforts, used suits and dresses made to fit, for the next day.Thus it came that they all. My thumb rubbed over and around her clit.She hollered, “Harder, faster!”I bent lower and thrust my fingers in and out of her at a furious pace. Her hips bucked and thrashed and with a mighty gasp, she came. I stroked in and out of her steadily.When she calmed down from her climax, she kissed me and said, “Thanks. I needed that!"Disengaging ourselves, we walked to the bed and undressed. I lay on the bed. My cock was fully erect and pointing at the ceiling. Sandra straddled me, pointed my cock at.