“I want you to show me.” “You have a collar on.” He laughed. “Unbutton it.” I did as he asked me to, unbuttoning two buttons on his shirt,...then licked my lips and flicked behind his ear with my tongue, and traced an imaginary line from there down to his collarbone. He buried his hands in my hair and held my head on his neck. “Don’t stop.” I laughed against his skin. This is not what I had imagined at all. I moved his shirt aside and continued to kiss his chest and neck. He raised my head up and. .loch blieb genug Zeit, michzu fesseln, knebeln und in den Kofferraum seines Wagens zu verfrachten.Wir fuhren gef?hlt mehrere Stunden. Irgendwann muss ich eingeschlafensein, denn als er den Kofferraum wieder ?ffnete, war es bereits Nacht. Ergrinste und half mir heraus - um mich (immer noch gefesselt) auf einerSackkarre abzutransportieren. Ich konnte nicht lange dar?ber nackdenkenund lie? es geschehen. Immerhin hatte er das Klebeband von meinem Mundentfernt.Er brachte mich zum Eingang eines sehr. Natalie wouldn’t let it. She hung on forever. Eventually after promising to put it back in her she let it slip out.Natalie’s mother suggested that perhaps Mr. Johnson could fuck her next but the look on her face forced my wife to say, “No he’s all mine.”Mrs. Johnson chimed in with, “Yes we share my husband, so now the girls can share Yvonne’s father.”Natalie’s mother asked, “Would you mind if I shared him with the girls this weekend?” My wife replied, “Not at all.”We drank some more wine,. “Oh yes,” Vanessa moaned as his tongue teased her breasts. Vanessa looked over at Suzie who was now rubbing her breasts as well. For some reason, that increased her lust even more. “Take off your shirt, Suzie, Vanessa commanded. “You said you wanted to be a slut. Well now, prove it. Sit on Chris’s face. I want to see him lick his cum from your dripping pussy.” Both reluctantly and expectantly, Vanessa pulled back from Chris’s sucking and sat up once again while Suzie straddled his face, facing.