Her Master pulling her by her leash, that was now attached to that heavy metal collar locked securely around her neck. Her bound boobs bobbing up and ...own and she tried to stumble along faster in the ankle irons he had also locked around her delicate ankles.“C’mon Bunny, you don’t want me to use the whip again, do you?”Bunny, shook her head violently back and forth, her reddish brown hair flying everywhere. A series of “UUHH UH UHH UH” erupting from her wide open mouth. Her husband chuckled to. At that point my stomach began to growl, I was hungry as hell, and she started to put a shirt on. I stopped her and told her that today we were going to stay in our birthday suits. While she was in the kitchen I went a got another pill out of my pants pocket and put it under my tongue. I checked the fridge and saw that she had a six pack of Red Bulls I popped one open and downed the pill. She began talking about how shocked she was to see that I was the guy who had been fucking her like that. I. Cynthia is just smothered, panties and all, digging her tongue into Lotte’s pussy as the blonde, Dutch girl mercilessly rolls her hips, making the bed creak and protest. She won’t stop until she cums, and she won’t give Cynthia anything in return. She never does.“Yes!” she cries, squeezing her breasts through her top.One floor up and two doors down, a petite girl from France kneels on the floor in the nude as a fully-dressed officer from Japan ties her hands and feet with soft, white. I took a deep breath‘If only you knew how often I masturbated thinking about you.’It was out in the open and strangely enough I didn’t feel so guilty or embarrassed about it as I thought I would. My mothers’ revelations and frankness had opened me up to telling her things I thought were completely taboo, bet here she was pressed close against me without the slightest hint of shock or disgust.‘I did wonder…..what with my panties and everything’ she said softly‘And how would you feel if I told.