The landlady, Mrs. Jones, waited on us to our apartment, and with great volubility of tongue, explained to us all its conveniences: “that her own ma...d should wait on us... that the best of quality had lodged at her house... that her first floor was let to a foreign secretary of an embassy, and his lady... that I looked like a very good natured lady...” At the word lady, I blushed out of flattered vanity: this was strong for a girl of my condition; for though Charles had the precaution of. "Good boy. As you know, we are getting married tomorrow, and I prepared for you tonight the most incredible stag night you could think of. Did I hear think you?" "Thank You Goddess Manuela." I uttered. "Let me tell you what I have in store for you tonight. In your sleep, I have prepared you as follows: I have secured a metal chastity belt on you which is attached to a special anal plug fitting in your sorry ass. This plug is equiped with a powerful flashlight and a loud sound device... you will. The idea of knowing that her fucking my ass was turning me on meant I would never live that down if she noticed! Kay picked up something from the table and she pulled her fingers out and immediately began pushing it into my ass. I tried to see what she was doing, but the straps held me down securely. Before I knew it, I felt it suddenly slide into me and lock itself in place. “There! You look pretty with a little blue jewel butt plug!!!” she laughed and then climbed down off of me, got her. I’m gona fuck this bitch today! I said, let me help you out with these and in the process I ended up touching her hands on multiple occasions (all those guys and gals who have got their hands on their private parts you’ll have ur time very soon) things went on normally for like 15-20 mins we did’nt speak much.I thought it was the end of my sex-campaign with her but she really took me by surprise when she said, I liked it, Oh my, she said I liked it? Was she referring to my tool? Hell yeh! fuck.