She hasa very good sense of fashion but, when we are out clothes shopping, sheoften suggests that I choose what dress or skirt she should buy. I tryto...use these opportunities to select something a little raunchier thanshe would normally choose. Often she obliges by agreeing to buy theitem I have suggested. She loves to surprise me, usually on my birthdayor our anniversary, by wearing some of the underwear that I haveparticularly admired in one of the lingerie departments that we havevisited. You see my work life was basically the only life I knew and being single made it really hard to get out and meet nice men. Ok so I work in the men’s department of this crummy clothes shop, doesn’t mean I meet nice and decent guys. They’re either weird, gay, taken or a combination of the 3. I grab my black leggings, a top that’s a little tight against my breasts and my high top converse and throw them on after the quickest of quick showers, where I multitasked and brushed me teeth too (Hey don’t. These were, in turn, clipped to the collar around her neck, leaving her naked body totally defenseless. She continued lay quietly as the leg irons were also removed, replaced by a spreader bar which stretched her thighs to their very limit, causing her cramped muscles to scream in pain."Go ahead and struggle, Cheryl," his soft voice said. "It won't do you any good. You belong to me, and I'm going to use you for my enjoyment. But first, I want to explore my little piece of slave meat." Every. .. 'Dropping down behind her again, he tried to grip the rounded, blood-slick tool. Pulling back as hard as he could, his hands slipped off. Tanya weakly groaned from her distant other end with another orgasm as her hips dropped against the floor.Grabbing the crowbar again, Frank tried to twist it free, hoping to break loose whatever internal suction was holding it in place. Tanya shuddered with another orgasm. Anxiously jerking the crowbar from side to side, sliding Tanya's hips back and forth.