She recognized some of the file types, but not all. She was not sure what a file with the extension of .JPG was, but there seemed to be a lot of them....Finally the computer seemed to stop for a moment. She waited. The screen blanked and words began to form at the top of the page and she read them carefully. CLICK ON THUMB NAILS TO LOAD IN SELECTED PICTURE. In her life she had never been prepared to view the images that formed in tiny pictures on the screen. Women were bound in every position. Betty's hand was sliding up and down her nephew's silk stocking encasedpenis. Brian was in heaven just to be holding and feeling her beautifulstocking legs. He moaned and gasped at the feel of his sensitive glansbeing caressed by her silk stocking as his auntie rubbed his cock slowlyup and down and he stroked her nylon encased legs. Brian looked down at his stocking sheathed penis and saw that the silkaround his glans was soaked with pre-seminal fluid. He felt his orgasmerupt through his. His hood back down, he switches the flogger to his right hand. "Please, no. Not that!' Yes, that is me. I know what will happen and I simply can't remain mute. It's not reasonable to expect so. They don't heed what I beg, but at times I think they may ease up just a little bit.He does not strike me straight way. He stands before me, slightly to one side to get better direction for his blows. I suppose the pause is to affect some sort of build up. I stare resolutely at the camera when the first. She was still leaning on her side slightly. My rock hard cock was pointing towards her.I gently turned her face towards it and asked her to open her eyes. She did that slowly, and for the first time, she saw it. A hard, venous, reddish sausage, burning with the fires of desire. Her mouth opened with wonder, and for a moment, she turned her face away from it.“Come on, Sonal, just jerk me the way you said you would do,” I told her. She looked at it again and slowly started moving her hands up and.