It was getting near time for Aunt Betty to get home, but I didn't want to take this contraption off. It was exciting to wear it. As I was peering at m...self in the mirror, I heard Aunt Betty coming into the drive. I had to move quickly, although she never came into the studio unless there was work to do.As I reached for the keys to the belt, I was shocked to find that the keys didn't open the lock. It must be because I'm nervous, I thought. I'll come back this evening and do it then. I got my. So quickly that it might almost be considered a run, and when I get there I make a beeline for the wine selection, grabbing two bottles of the most expensive that I could find. Next, I grab some disposable plastic cups, and then, of course, a bottle of perfume scented bubble bath soap. Then it occurs to me that a few small candles might just make this scenario complete. The older lady who rings up my items takes a long look at them and then looks at me and gives a giant grin. I think she. She thought of going limp, with what little slack her unusual costume allowed, knowing that she might well lose her balance and fall, but that was handily prevented by the harness attached to the ceiling, and she got another horrid shock in her ass for her trouble. Since her hands were still securely laced into the rubber gloves glued to her hips, there was just no way out of her predicament. She was getting hot again, and despite her best efforts to concentrate on icebergs, politicians, and. He leans back grunting as she painfully tries to cope with the position she is in, while doing her best to please him. She feels his hand buried deep in her silky hair as he forces her head down on his cock thrusting it deeeper hitting the back of her throat. He grunts smiling as her head bobs up and down and her beautiful lips glide and tug his cock back and forth. Suddenly someone knocks at the door and Sara shocked, attempts to stop but he holds her face down and says don't you dare as she.