I fluttered my tongue through her folds. I buried into her depths. I swirled around inside of her. My hands gripped her rump. I massaged her. I squeez...d her butt-cheeks.I scooped out Daddy's cum from Grandma's pussy. I lapped up that wonderful treat. I fluttered my tongue around inside of her. She was so warm. Her spicy pussy juices coated my tongue. My lips. I moaned, pressing into her.“Oh, you are just getting into it, aren't you?” Daddy said. His hands grabbed my rump. He squeezed my. “You really want to risk—”“It’s my film, Jack. Go help the men load up some guns and gas bombs. Anne, bring some of your costumes along in case you need to strip out of something sexy.”Once they pulled the launch boats ashore, they started in towards the village, following the sound of the drums. Finding the village abandoned, they continued on towards the wall. “Look at it! It’s gigantic!” Karl said, excited.“Amazing!” Anne agreed.“Even taller than that one in China,” Anglerod said.“I knew it!. Com It was always my worst nightmare to get caught in self-bondage, especially while experimenting with cross-dressing. This short story explains how I got caught while enduring in one of my favourite pastimes.My experimentations into bondage cross-dressing grew over the years from a teenager into my twenties and now my thirties. This story takes me back to my very late twenties and during my first marriage to Karen. I’ve. With my thumb, I gently worked her clit while my finger began its deeper invasion into her welcoming twat. with my cock now free, she began a slight jerking off motion with one hand and now with her other hand began caressing my bloated balls. She was moaning slightly, as she eased away from her invasion of my fingers and gently began inserting the tip of my dick into the tightness of her spreading, silky, pussy lips. with her legs wrapped around my waist and chair, she easily enveloped her.