Phir jab hum raat ko wapas aaye toh woh mujhe ishara kaar rahi thi aur ek round ke liye main taiyar tha lekin ghar ke sab tv dekh rahe the eksathe bai...h ke toh humdono ko wait karna para phir jab sab sone ke liye gaye toh woh mere room main aayi main nanga soya hua tha woh mere room main ghuste hi mera land pakar ke kiss karne lagi aur mera land hilane lagi kharib 20mins ke baad mera maal unke haat pe hi ghir gaya usne mera maal chat ke khaya aur mere saath so gayi phir raat ko uthke maine unka. She gently slipped a finger inside, exploring, probing. Then two fingers, slowly building herself, then she couldn't hold back and she began plunging those two fingers in with something close to ferocity, her fingers quickly become slick with her own juices she slid a third in for good measure. Her heavy breathing became a moan and then a cry out. She managed a split second of it before cutting it short, and then in the moment of silence that followed, she heard something. Faint, very faint. It. Alex agreed to show me the life slowly and let me decide what I wanted. Over the last few months I knew Alex liked his slave to be dressed in a corset and stockings. I had purchased a pair of black, lace topped stockings. I told Alex I was looking into a corset at a local shop and maybe one day he would get to see me wear one. That was a partial lie, I had ordered a corset. My last fitting was the day before and I was going to show my boyfriend my new outfit that night. I saw the light blue,. I was feeling the weight of the immense fake breasts wear upon me as well. My shoulders ached - but it was easy choice to have them take more of my weight than the other choice: the evil anal hook. My neck was sore, thanks to my head being pulled back via the insidious nasal hook. Even amidst all this, it was still my cock that was the focus of my physical agony.I couldn't tell how much time passed, likely untold hours, as I drifted in and out of cohesive consciousness. As far as I could tell,.