That feels even better now that it's on, doesn't it? Slide it down over your pussy lips, but don't go in – just run it up and down. Let the vibratio...s spread through you. Return to your clit, and spread your legs wider. Slide your toy back down to your pussy. I'm going to let you dip it in, nice and gentle, and slowly, ok? Not too far though! Just the head. Now, tell me, how does this feel?” At these words, she moans loudly. “This feels so fucking good honey,” she whispers. “Now, pump it gently. Some sort of clamp thing was snapped around my neck and I was wrenched to my feet. I was gripped at the end of a pole that kept me out of arms reach. It was like a human sized version of what animal control people used on violent dogs, allowing them to manoeuvre me without me being able to get at them."Bad foxy!" said Sandra.I was dragged through another of the doors to a room with a tiled area and a drain. There were metal shackles on the wall and floor."Put your paws in the shackles!". I always tell her about whatever I used to feel like. And she always obliged.Once Cherry had to come to meet us at our apartment and was planning a stay over. We had planned a dinner at home and followed by drinks since next day was a holiday we wanted to stay up till late and watch movies and chitchat. Everything was going normal and my wife prepared everything before I reached home from office and was all ready and dressed up. She looked quite stunning and I was curious why she was dressed so. The thought of what was to come was getting me wet. I and his wife have flirted a little and I just knew inside that this dinner was going to be about more than just food and conversation. She came to pick me up just like she promised because my car was at the shop. I saw her suppress a gasp when she saw me but pretended not to- playing it as if I didn't know she was attracted to me. I sat on the passenger seat and hiked up my skirt a little pretending it was accidental; I could smell my own.