I nearly jumped for joy, as it's been a while since I borrowed the odd pair of panties, tights or stockings for er! a Private moment.I was hoping tha... I'd get to the nylon before they were put in the wash, so i could smell that georgeous pussy/pee smell that lady's produce and knowing that her daughter does 12 hour shifts wearing tights as part of her job i knew they would smell lovely, sadly though that didn't happen, although I'm glad as some of the items were her teenage grandaughters and. Her large breasts dangle pendulously below her, like ripe fruits ready to be plucked. She knows exactly the kind of thoughts that will run through her master's head when he watches her. She hopes that he will look back fondly on what little she had to offer up to him.Pressing her full mammaries down on the bed, her ass sticks higher up in the air. Tilting slightly, she gives the slightest glimpse of her pussy to the camera. Many times her master enjoyed taking her there, filling his property. Ranger threw both of us off—violently. I flew off into a tree and Cooper landed on top of me. All I remember was feeling lots and lots of pain. Then everything went black. ‘Charlie….CHARLIE…Charlotte.’ I jolted awake. ‘Hey. You were starting to scare me.’ ‘Are…are you okay?’ ‘Am I okay?! Are YOU okay?’ It made sense to me that I asked if he was okay. I knew I wasn’t. The sharp, piercing pain in my leg told me that much. ‘I’m fine. You?’ ‘I think I dislocated my shoulder.’ He said as I touched. Fear, pleasure, love and hate control what you do in life, and this brings me to my tale of pleasure, fear, humiliation and hate.My husband and I are free spirited people. Open-minded and inventive describes a number of our past experiences perfectly. We have tried a number of things and believe whole-heartedly in the saying "try anything once". I thought we had tried everything when he suggested an 'experiment'.Conditioned response was what he called it. An automatic physical response to.