Her lips, even her hands at times trembling slightly. We know what this is, we've turned it into a lifestyle, but more on these stories another time.... How she got started was quite unexpected.We were out one night drinking. She had put forth the effort to lose some weight and I was enjoying her new found confidence and sense of style. Now she would show some curves, dress more provocatively. One night she wore crotch-less tights under a skirt. She thought she was being cute, flashing me. Mujhe dar bhi lag raha tha lekin maja bhi aa raha tha. Mera lund khada hogaya tha. Maine apana ek hath uski gand me rakha aur usko apni or kheench liya.Usne ek gehari sansh li aur mere se chipak gai. Uska chehra mere samne tha. Aur uska muh halk khula tha. Aur wo jor se sansh le rahi thi. Maine usko muha ko thod oopar kiyaAur apne lips uspe rakh diya.Aur uske baal bakad liya aur ek jordar smooch kiya. Wo seehar gai aur mere najdeek aa gai. Fir maine ek hath uske bbobs chuye main dekh usne bra. “This, as I’m sure you could have guessed, is simply called a horse. Seems innocuous enough. It’s not.” Rachel was no longer watching me show off my collection of bondage furniture. Her eyes were locked on what looked like a section of black chain-link fence adorning the wall. From this fence hung several nefarious-looking implements: nipple clamps, paddles, canes, floggers, cuffs, whips, a selection of dildos in various sizes. I crossed over to where they hung, taking in her wide, panic-filled. He couldn't believe his luck not only was she wearing next to nothing and she had allowed him to rub cream into her satin like skin, she now had taken his hand and leading him upstairs to her room."Please," she begged, her own hand popped the one button on her top to reveal her naked boobs to his staring eyes, her hands moved over his hard chest. When she looked down she could see his pants tenting with his big erection, her voice stuck in her throat with her all-consuming lust. He was not.