Kuch deer baad meiney oss ki panty bhi otaar di. Oss ki choot par chotey chotey baal thy phir meiney deere se apni index fingure osski choot mein daal...di.ossney deere sey awaz ki ahhhh, outhhhhhhhhhhhhh ossney kaha deere karo mujhey dard ho raha hai.kuch deer fingure andar bahar karta rahi or osskimani choot gaye or meieny oss ki sari mani pee lee phir meiney apney clothes otaar diye or apna lun nikaal kar osskey hand mein de diya pheley to vo issey dekh kar gabra gaye.meieny oss kaha ki. A long, long week where I found myself masturbating to images of a woman forcing me to do things I didn't want to do. I swear I masturbated more than I made love to my wife.Going back actually almost cured me. The rubber suits disgusted me. The leather hoods revolted me. It was put on, unreal. This wasn't what I wanted.Then I saw the clip that changed it for me. It was a woman and a man but they were dressed normally. There were cuffs and blindfolds and gags, but not the "black leather" that. Ann smiled at hishelplessness and after carefully positioning the forms, made several marksalong the edges with an eyeliner. Removing the forms, she liberallysprayed a medical adhesive on the forms and then placed them again onMark's chest. Using some mild pressure, she ensured the glue was evenlyspread and then removed the forms. Keeping an eye on the clock andcasually tracing a fingernail along Mark's smooth body, she enjoyed herauthority. After five minutes, Ann picked up the forms and. . Uhhh..." I kept on passing my wet tongue from bottom to top licking all of the space in between her beautiful butt crack, making sure her ass was pre lubricated before she let me fuck her. Soon enough her hands let go of her butt cheeks and she reached both arms out in front of her placing the palms of both her hands flat against the wall. I paused for a moment in reaction thinking I had done something wrong as I stopped licking her ass and then she said, "Come on boy, it's time to fuck....