Uss din ke baad mujhe jabhi mauka milta main jhat se uske ghar chala jata aur uske hotho se khelta aur uske god mae sar rakh kar uske kamar ko chumta ...warna bhi mauka milte mere ghar as jati aur akele mae hum thode bhut pyaar bhari baate karte aur main humesa uski chikni kamar ko chumte rehta aur vo siskariya bharti aur mere baalo mae haath ferte huye deewar se chipak kar khadi ho jati. Par hume kabhi bhi chudai ke liye mauka nahi milta.Ek din maine apne ghar pe bhana bana kar swarna ke ghar. I set up the camera to record while I masturbated to my favorite photos and videos. While I was looking at pictures I noticed a chat icon on the bottom of the screen. I decided to see who might be there and logged in. Immediately several men invited me for private chats. I stayed on with two who seemed the most fun and chatted away, allowing my pocket rocket to perform the acts the men suggested and enjoying a prolonged O during which I unintentionally sent the message. Afterthat, the harness, but not before he had given hernipples a twist or two. “Maybe we should have them pierced,” he mused. “Then wecan put pretty jewelry there, or weights. What do youthink?” She could only give one answer: “Whatever you wish,Sir.” He unzipped the hood and she saw him smiling. “That’smy good pet.” He kissed her and helped her stand. Thenhe started the water running and with a hand-heldshower massage, washed her inside and. Okay, I need to secure her hands, but to what? I began looking around my room for something I could anchor her to. I have another belt as well... Ah, okay, got it! I reached into my closet and produced a second belt. I loosely secured the first belt through the headboard on my bed before running the second belt through it. From there, I was going to slip her hands through the second belt and secure it so she can't get her hands loose unless she actually wanted to."Get over here and put her.