She was wetting even now, waiting impatiently for her Lord.Footsteps on the porch: he was home. Butterflies fluttered. Muscles clenched. The door unlo...ked, opened, shut, and was locked again. She knew not to look behind her, so she followed the lines in the wood. He clattered around, went upstairs, downstairs. She waited. Well this is riveting. Then he stood behind her. His fingers skimmed over her arse, travelled between her cheeks and straight into her waiting hole.“You’re very wet, naughty. Everybody in the room seemed too busy celebrating to notice, but I heard one of my friends yell, "Get it Mike!" as I rounded the corner.As she pulled me through the doorway I clicked the lock behind us, and turned back around to meet her for another passionate kiss. We stumbled towards the bed and she collapsed on top of me, only breaking the kiss to pull off my shirt. As my hands moved down to her ample ass I began moving down her neck, tasting every inch of her I possibly could. When I got to. Every chance she got she wore them for me. Here are some examples of the G-rated outfits she wore and what was under it. This first outfit was one of the earliest, she told me she wanted to play stripper for me and use a dildo to get herself off. I was happy to replace the dildo with something harder after I shot these photos.Often she would dress in a nice looking outfit like the one on the right to go out with me and under it was the most cock hardening lingerie she could find. I kept her. It may be freely distributed online, posted and archived electronically, only in its entirety, including all header material. It may not be changed or altered without the authors permission. It may not be sold in whole or in any part, or as part of an electronic document, printed material, voice recording or any other manner without proper copyright clearances being obtained from the author.For those not familiar with my previous writings, this is not a loving d/s story. Like my other stories,.