"Not bothering to dress and only pausing to grab one of her bags, shepulled me to my feet and dragged me naked and whimpering up the stairsto the bath...oom. There she seemed to know exactly what to look for andin seconds my cuffed wrists were pulled up behind me, a piece of whitenylon rope tied to the shower rail, holding me there vulnerable.She took her time then, putting on latex gloves before carefully takingout a jam jar, it contained a yellow viscous liquid, almost like lightoil. She put it. Jimmy pushed harder the started shaft of tool entered her as her eyes closed and she started biting her lower lip. Whispering in her ear “feel good honey, you little sissy faggot you like it deep in your ass don’t you slut: she shook her head yes, “little fuck toy, little cum dump aren’t you” jimmy starting to pick up the pace driving the monster deep in her over and over. Her huge rock hard tem cock swinging with each stoke (my tiny thing just says there not moving when I get fucked). I sat on. “That is pretty fucking hot. Here, take another picture to send to him.”She lifted up her skirt, scooted forward a little on the seat and placed the bottle between her thighs. Brittany was laughing but when she leaned forward to take the picture she could see that Lisa wasn't wearing any panties. Her husband's cum was pressed up against her best friend's pussy and the thought of that had her practically salivating. Not that she particularly wanted Dave to fuck Lisa, but this was literally as. Despite the fact that this small woman, even though a specialist at her trade--or art as the case was--was squatted before him, he couldn't believe it was possible. The girl's legs were pressed at his sides, touching the wall behind him. Her hands were locked on his shoulders for support. As impossibly double-jointed as it seemed, it was happening. And it was happening to him!But before he could accustom himself to this strange and highly erotic position, impossibility number two happened.His.