“Now to put my little Candy in her place.” Estley says with a grin.She forces the redhead to her knees. Bent over the bed, her big tits mashed ben...ath her. With one hand she pushes Cindy’s face against the mattress. With the other she inserts the strapon she had put on, into the redhead’s wet cunt.“Oooh! Thank you mommy. I’m a naughty girl. I deserve this.”Estley grins enjoying the pleasure she causes the younger woman with her strapon. Roughly pounding the bound girl.After Cynthia has another. ” Each member is trying to pull apart but they are held in place by the next member, also under tension in an opposing plane. Essentially, tension holds the triangle together. Clearly, you experience sexual tension whenever you witness or fantasize your wife being fucked by another. Part of your fantasy seems to be seeing her degraded by the cum-on-her face videos and similar acts imposed upon her to satisfy a pleasure that you have called “perverse”. Is that a bad thing? Does it hurt a. I could tell that her pubic mound was nothing more than a landing strip.I could not help but notice the very pronounced camel toe. Her pussy lips were very pronounced. I was so lost in the moment that I didn’t hear Bet calling my name until she did so for a third time. “Jon, do you have some bottled water?” she repeated.“Actually, do you have any wine?” she pleaded.I got a bottle of wine and two glasses. As I handed her the glass she almost downed it fully. “Oops, I didn’t mean to do that.” I. Why couldn’t she remember what happened lastnight? She mentally went over what she did know, hopingthat it would jog the latter events (particularly howshe wound up bound up here in a hotel room not herown). She’d come to Chicago on an errand for her friend Sashawho was supposed to be screening a potential client buthad come down with the flu. Alicia had met the man fordinner. So far so good. They’d gone on to a popularclub and…and that’s where everything.