The door of which is wide open, framing the lovely Renae Russell – her fake tits held tight to her body by another of her shiny PVC jackets. She wav...s the boys away, looking into the camera with another of her deep dimpled smiles and begins her introduction – her accent northern, her voice high-pitched, “Hello ... Welcome to another edition of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’ ... I’m your host, Renae Russell, and this...” We pan down to her body, the jacket holding her tits together, then a. Terry lies on the bed next to me, running her hands across my naked flesh, occasionally tugging on a nipple clamp. She whispers in my ear, “I think I’m ready to remove the gag but you have to promise not to scream or anything. If you do, it goes back in your mouth and I start over. You will remain silent unless answering my questions.” I manage a grunt of affirmation, anxious to have it off. As the tension of the strap is released, I let it fall from my mouth and work to relax my jaw. . Blonde hair, blue eyes, and a nice body, were all the components for a knock out woman. When I got home that night from a nice night out, she kept running through my mind like a washer machine on spin cycle. I didn’t know what to think about the situation. So to break myself from this chain, I decided to give her a call. We talked for about a half hour making my thoughts a little less deceiving. After I got off the phone with her, I packed my stuff up and just went to bed. The next day I. Ipicked out the sexiest lingerie possible to wear underneath, as asurprise for later when - I hoped - we'd get around to making love.When I'd decided upon what to wear under the dress, I removed theclothes I had on and went to take a shower.Freshly shaved, I applied some of Grace's body lotion. The floweryfresh smell reminded me of her. I twitched at the thought of pleasingher. The real challenge was next. I needed to paint my toenails andfingernails, and then apply makeup. I picked out a.