The tight red blouse accentuated her breasts. My initial reaction was a mix of wtf and wow! I had an immediate raging hard on. She put her fingers on ...y lips and told me to not say anything and come with her. I grudgingly got out of bed and walked with her. To my surprise she led us outside, down the slope and into the forest. I said, “Wtf is going on babe?” And she kept quite and kept walking. I noticed the traditional mehendi on her hands and the attention to detail. Her bridal costume was. The amazon slapped his face for good measure as he suckled and choked on the massive phallus, much to the delight of the crowd. The huge audience roared and cackled with feminine delight all the more, as the screen split into two. They, and the male, were now treated to a view of his entertainment by the amazon, and proceedings elsewhere, where other males involved in the female bondage site were being dispatched.As the phallus was slowly drawn from the mouth of the snivelling male, his eyes. Clearly she was a businesswoman. Her blouse was tucked neatly into her dark, knee length pencil skirt she exuded confidence and professionalism, accept for her shoes and her hair. She was wearing neon green running shoes, no socks, and her long, wavy dark hair fell loosely around her face and traced that perfect cleavage. The woman looked at him from her position bent over the engine, slowly stood up and closed the hood. Her sharp blue eyes cut into him as she brushed her hands off on her skirt. You squeeze and caress… damnit I’m so hard it hurts! You unbutton my pants and release my rock hard cock from the confines of my jeans. Yes, you make me that way every time even when we’re not together… just the thought of you. I moan as you slowly and deliberately stroke and play. You raise up off the bed, biting your lower lip with that hungry look in your eyes… oh hell ya… these clothes got to go! And they do, straight to the floor. You climb on top of me and continue the dance of the.