"Come get me first and I'll go pantry shopping with you. We can go to Victoria's Secret." Sylvia suggested."Honey, I will take you there but I just wa...t plain red ones. Those I can buy anywhere," I said with a smile."Then you can take me. I'm not sure I want to ride my scooter home with a bag from there in the open basket." she said. "Someone might get ideas." Well. since I don't want the car till tomorrow, and the work day is finished we might as well ride to the mall and get it over with. I. It seemed that every so often one of them would choose not to wear a sheath and her private parts would burn for three days.She had been miserable there. The men who came to her bed were typically wealthy men; older, fatter, and less attractive men than any whom she would have chosen on her own. As disgusting as they were physically, it was their attitude towards her that was truly ugly. They treated her like meat with absolutely no regard for her pleasure.Day after day and night after night,. ..the cunt juices were beautiful.....untouched her cunt for 20 years.....she removed her top and her breasts flopped down but were still pert and her nipples jutted out hard and inviting she played with them while friggin her clit. She knelt down in front of me and started to rub my cock she had never given a blow job but i had explained what it was a few years back when she discovered her younger daughters diary...she had written she had performed her first BJ....peg put the tip of my cockin. What attire has been chosen for me, if any and can I breathe deeply enough to settle this racing mind?Will it be minimal, only a leash perhaps, or utterly constricting, such as latex? Oh please, don't let there be a wretched hood with zip or metal mouthpiece to gag me.As I pull the red ribbon surrounding the box and open it, I gasp as I see the four black leather cuffs, with D rings. These are exactly the same as the ones Master bought for me, which I wore with such pride some time ago. I take.