She went near a cupboard and opened it. To my surprise she took a belt from the cupboard that is used to tie dogs. Then she tied the belt around my ne...k and told that it looks nice on me. The belt had a name on it saying “Julie”.Then she held the other end of the belt and took me near the sofa. She sat in the sofa while I was sitting on my knees. She said “from today on you are my slave Julie and I am your mistress”. I told “yes mistress I am your slave Julie”. Then she asked me to bark like a. She was lost in lust. “You’re a very dirty girl, Brooke.” Shawn’s voice was deep and full of desire. As he spoke to her, Shawn’s hands continued to play with her bare breast, and her bare ass. “Only on the dance floor, so don’t get any ideas.” Brooke spoke matter-of-factly, but she continued to grind into Shawn’s hard cock. “Do you do this often? Play with a man, toy with him on the dance floor?” Shawn truly did want to know. “Not really since I married John, but I’m experienced at this art. I. As I came back to my senses Jenna put her finger on the top of my cock and gently pushed it against her tight rosebud. “Change your angle” she said all breathy, “push it in”. I lifted up on tip toes to straighten up and pushed gently back, my oiled cock looking way too large to even contemplate what we were trying to do. “Gently” she said and with a constant easy pressure the head opened her up and just disappeared inside. She lifted her hand out to the side and I stopped instinctively. I. “God you taste so good, I fucking love your cum!” I moaned as I bent to begin lapping at one of my tits, the cum blending with the oil in a delicious flavor, distracting me as his eleventh salvo splashed at the same tit, bucking up to hit me right in the eye. I reared back, watching the action with just one eye open, the other now buried beneath a pool of spooge.Perhaps out of guilt, perhaps not, he pulled back to a much farther range as he rained the dozenth shot. The rope had plenty of time.