Her breathing was becoming shorter and her cheeks more and more flushed, then she groaned almost silently, rose and straddled my leg in one smooth mot...on. As I scrolled further into the story and we read the descriptive, sex charged story she was wriggling on my thigh and I could feel the heat escaping from her, along with a dampness that was increasing by the second and then her hand found my bulge,her fingernails slowly scraping the length of my straining cock through the rough denim.Buy this. You’re my hero. I’m damn proud of you, and I’m damn proud to be your wife.’ We were alone there together, and in that intimate moment we both felt safe in each other’s arms. With no one but me to see them, Chris’s tears poured out. I pillowed his face against my breasts while he wept, tenderly stroking his back. ‘Let it go, Honey. I’m here. You’re home, now. I love you so much, and I admire you just as much. Just let it go.’ I cast all my concerns aside and locked them into a closet in my. The cadet noted watching Mary and her captive, Olive; Olive had spit in Mary's face, but Mary only smiled and forced her thumb under the back of girl's jaw forcing her mouth open. Slowly Mary let a large gob of saliva form on her tongue and hung it over Olive's open mouth. The girl tried to fight it, but could not move her skull an inch in any direction. Mary's thick saliva ran down into the back of Olive's throat, slowly followed byMary's tongue as their lips met for another round of tonsil. I immediately took note of how utterly confining this cage would be. There was barely room to wiggle around in it, let alone dance, a fact confirmed by my body meeting its inner surfaces as I merely squirmed in my delight. I found that the back of the cage closed in sections as he had already locked the bottom area around my legs. That part of the door reached up to my mid thighs, leaving me no room to step up out of the cage. Only now, with me thus fettered and handcuffed, did he reveal.