I choked a little as he pulled me back to him in a brutal manner. Karl used his much larger size to subdue me. He cupped my face and pulled me up to...his chest and he turned to carry me behind the curtain. Like other times we had played, I kicked and struggled the way he liked. I liked it too. He used real police handcuffs to bind me until he could strap me into a giant metal ‘X’ that was attached to the floor and the ceiling with some sort of complicated cable and pulley system. I was so. But my saying is, the wetter the better. When my mouth met her pussy , I ran the tip of my tongue around the outside of her pussy lips and man did she taste sweet! I continued to run my tongue just inside her pussy lips from the bottom all the way up to her now swelling clit! The second my tongue hit her clit she twitched her body, grabbed my head and forced my mouth on her pussy. By now she is grabbing any part of me she can to get me turned around so she can swallow my now rock hard cock! I. ”Behind one of the tripod supported camera, there were several dotted around the room, OMAN Officer Olga Yespervic, nodded approvingly. The room was modestly sized, but stark and cold. There were no windows, or door slats, a small mercy in itself, though the cameras positioned in a semi-circle around Yulia, together with the hidden lenses serving their own voyeuristic purposes, made complete mockery of any supposed privacy. Yulia knew that several pairs of prying eyes would already be tuned. By day three I was bored silly and, although the dreadful"passion killer" tights were the usual wear for girls at the time, I had begun my interest in girls when stockings and suspenders were normal (far easier to get your hands in agirls knickers with those).I knew mother wore "sus" as I had watched her clipping on stockings and loading her bra's as long as I could remember.So I rummaged through mothers drawers and found.