To this he added ankle chains, and made me take off my low heels. The final touch was definitely not standard prison issue. Two smallish leather dog c...llars he fastend around the base of each breast, tight enough to be painful, and a larger dog collar around my neck. My breasts were now jutting out. Then he stood back and admired his work. "Looks damn good." Chains on a woman, now that's enough to get my pecker good and hard. So you can take care of that before I deliver you. Get on your. Then i removed her night suite top and raised her hands above her head and seen her lovely boobs and she was looking so horny and i licked her armpits which made her go crazy and wild and that time she took her hand and held my lund over my pants and she was like wowwwwwwwww it is hugeeeeeeeeeeeeeee then she took my pants and i was in underwear and she was in her bra and panty……….There was wet patch on her panty and she was leaking by now and i went down to her toes and started licking and that. I never wanted it to end.Shifting my body, I began to nibble down her arch, making her sigh and squirm above me. All the while, my hand moved between my legs, faster and faster, fingers finding a rhythm that matched that of Laura's own. Every now and again, I would force my eyes open and peer down the length of my best friend's leg, following that silken path to the glorious place between her legs where her own fingers moved. Her hand was a blur, tugging and pulling at her nylons as it worked. Hauling my skirt up over my ass, I pushed my panties to the ground, stepped out of them and shoved them into my bra for safe keeping. My pussy was freshly waxed and I wasted no time flashing my smooth slit to my lover.His eyes bored into me, his excitement growing. Fumbling with the buttons he loosened his shirt, getting comfortable. As he moved, I caught a glimpse of the impressive six-pack hidden beneath the clothing, the sight instantly translating itself into tiny electrical pulses that.