I own you.”Bridgette’s hands clawed at the belt but there was no give. She began to see spots in front of her eyes as her breathing was stopped. D...sperately, she tried to agree with Dustin. Finally, he released the belt, just a enough to let her suck in air, coughing and wheezing, she caught her breath and said, “You win, baby. I’m your slave. You own me.”He tightened the belt again, cutting off her air and bending her back. His fingers probed her buttocks until he found the pucker of her ass. .no internet or vhs porn to corrupt,educate and emulate. Hell, in Canada porn was i*****l so going across the US line was common with desperate pervs. Since the archaic laws kept bars closed Sundays, and football rhymes with beer, road trips were social events and regularThis trip my girlfriend and a couple went, getting rel loaded...so drunk that when noticing a porn cinema on the way home, the couple insisted we go watch the movie, "Deep Throat'.....Id never seen a dirty movie and agreed,. Brent was wearing a singlet, light linen shorts and a thin pair of tight boxers -- he always dressed pointing up to avoid embarrassingly tenting.As they loaded the washing machine Brent noticed a couple of pairs of his mother's panties, and took note that they were brief, one was even see through. Although he felt a bit wrung out, his body stirred and as he remembered Jeremy's words to them. After they finished the washing and hung it out, Sue made them coffee and Brent waited in the lounge. I'm guessing you like that, ha ha.” he said as he continued. “Yes!” I moaned, biting my lip and grasping his hair. “Oh fuck yes!” As he continued I reached down to play with him. I knew he needed some too, but when I slid my hand down his stomach he grabbed it and placed it lower, by his fingers inside me. “We'll get to me in a minute.” he said as he placed my fingers on my clit. I began to rub, this was so intense. I too began to slide my fingers inside of me while he was doing it, it felt.