Well, what do you think, are you going to be a good cat - What ever you want, every turn we made was a experience, going past that guy I climaxed, the... stopping, the look on hes face when you let him pull the string, he never looked away from between my legs while playing with hes cuck, him getting on the winch and masturbating on me, I could picture the cum running out me onto the hood, I will be a very good cat - You have to learn never to look at a mans face, make the relationship with the. “Suspense is part of this play right?” he asked looking at the toys.“Yes” she moaned, getting very excited.Josh got an eye mask and ear mufflers, placing them on her head.Now she was unable to see or hear him and Josh hoped it would add to her pleasure.Sam was now blind and deaf, silently she hoped Josh would be rough enough to come close to breaking her as it usually gave her the most intense orgasms.Standing near her head, Josh clamped a metal restrain in her mouth, forcing it open and bound. I couldn’t believe it. She was always so prudish with me and here she was doing one of the kinkiest acts I could imagine. With that he pulled her up kissed her on the mouth and forcibly spun her around and in an instant her pants were down around her ankles. He entered her then ever so slowly. There was my wife’s ass and pussy, that I had seen a thousand times before, slowly stretching her apart. I could almost see her hips get wider as his massive black cock took the final push. I heard her. She was friendly but somewhat awkward toward me. Samantha, I soon learned, was a bit of a nudist. Sometimes she’d wander out of Ryan’s room wearing nothing but one of his shirts. She had nice legs. Other times, she’d be wearing a loose-fitting housecoat. On several occasions the housecoat had fallen open a bit when she was talking to me—enough to expose a soft curve or two. There was even one time when I came home earlier than expected, only to see her in the kitchen, back toward me, wearing.