“How nice my darling submissive?” inquired Gretchen. As the restrained brunette began to speak, Gretchen leans over and without warning thrusts fo...ward. Forcing the dildo past Crystal’s labia. Barreling down the sugar walls of her cunt. Crystal felt like she had the breath knocked out of her as her orgasm explodes.“Fucking wonderful-l-l-l-l-l-l-l!” she screamed nearly at the top of her lugs. Gretchen is relentless in her assault. In and out hard and fast, grinding, screwing it up into. Deciding she should have a pee before the interview, Sally entered one of the cubicles and pulled down her panties. On an impulse she changed her mind. She knew that the countess would want to use her for her own sexual pleasure. Suppose, like Astrid, the countess had a penchant for water sports. It might be a good idea to keep her pee in reserve, just in case. Before pulling her knickers back up, Sally dropped just a little of the perfume into the gusset.The door on the top floor of The House. The touch was light and soothing, the hands, gentle and caring. She just sat there not knowing what to say or do as she realized this was not a dream but the hands of her houseguest. The touch and the feeling felt good to her inside and while she knew it was not right, she did not want it to stop. The touch, which began so soft and gentle, turned into a relaxing massage. She sat there reveling in the feel of this touch. It was a part of her life that had been missing for a while, the feel of. This is about when he woke up. Infuriated (as he said he was going to be) I lay on top of him with my dick between his ass cheeks with lube running down and dripping off my tip into his crack. I had my legs hitched over his knees so he couldn't kick. I leaned over him and said "who's the cowboy now? Looks like I'm about to saddle up!" Then pushed my tip into his asshole he flailed around as I let it lay there just inside him then sliding a little more. He attempted to scream, gagged with his.