The woman was filled with hatred at him for his unsuccessful career and their frequent lack of proper funds to finance her shopping expeditions and ne...d for relaxation in a beauty spa from time to time.In fact, she had known Mister Jennings for years and knew he was a kindly gentleman and not the type to bend any co-worker over and give it to her good and proper. She knew the episode was entirely her fault and the way the knickers kept clinging to her skin in such a way that she felt the urge. The image shifts to the body lifting only to be replaced by another and “Damn she be a fine wench, Cap’n sir!” and what sounds like mewing coming from the woman. “What is this shit Bowden?”“What she experienced Gorwin!’ looking incredulous “The damn thing working fine, just had it’s weekly inspection by the tech heads from Coastal Tech!”Then if this is true then we’re to believe that she was ganged raped by ghost seamen with the aid of a giant sea monster. It sounded like something out of. I smiled at my reflection and thought, this is it, I’m going to fuck myself with this now. I left it with the jewel hanging from my mouth as if it was a baby’s dummy. I opened a drawer and took out a small tub of Nivea cream. I placed a small glob onto my middle finger and turned myself to face my butt in the mirror. I spread my legs partially and wiped the greasy white cream over the entrance to my bumhole, slowly easing my finger into the tight sphincter to lube the inside.My pussy was. . NO! Dammit, need to keep control.He ignored her facial puzzlement as he removed her tongue stud. In its place, he threaded a hook. The hook was fastened to elastic, which in turn was fastened to a collar. He fixed the collar in place and slowly let the elastic tighten between neck and tongue. God, he was proud of that. Within seconds, her drool had begun to gather around the hook.He blindfolded her. The hood was too much. She needed to smell and taste the air. Besides, the view of.