I was shocked by seeing her because the tee shirt was too tight and her boobs shape was clearly visible.Me: Where are your drenched clothes?Swathi: In...the bathroom.Me: You can dry those in the bedroom.Swathi went inside and brought her clothes, including her bra and panties.Me: I think your size is larger than my wife’s.Swathi: What size?Me: I mean the tee shirt is tight to you that’s why I asked you.Swathi: Ya but what size you said?Me: Nothing.Swathi: You can say without any hesitation I. "Well, bring them over and we can see how they work."I brought her butt plug, and she said, "Umm, do you want to give this a try?"‘Hell yes’, I thought, but told her, “Well, if you would like to try it, sure.”She looked at me and said, "Well, if you are not all too excited, your cock is telling me otherwise."She turned to me and pulled my shorts off, closed her eyes as she put the head of my cock into her mouth. She was slowly taking more and more of my cock into her mouth, then took it out and. My eyes follow the red rope to where it is entwined, shibari style around a girl's bald head. She turns to face me and smiles in spite of the rope that frames her head and gags her. It's Jenny. Naked and wrapped in the red rope she looks calm and peaceful; standing, accepting her restraint.I look at my other hand: its holding the white rope. My eyes follow that. It is tied in much the same way around a dark skinned girl. Gwenda. The white rope shows sharply against her dark breasts, pressing in. She wiggled on the sofa in an attempt to help.I pulled her panties down her thighs, past her knees, and let them crumble around her ankles. My hand slipped between her legs and slunk upward until I felt the heat from between her legs. My finger probed and found her wetness."You're wet," I said as I spread her legs.I slipped a finger inside her and a moan escaped her lips."You going to lick my little pink cunt?" she asked.I responded by kissing her inner thighs, trailing my tongue over her soft,.