She could feel every pulse as her fingers slid up and down.“Oh fuck, Donna,” he called to her. “That’s so fucking good I’m going to cum!”P...mping her hand even harder, it took only fifteen seconds before a torrent of white fluid shot straight up out of his cock and landed halfway up his chest. Before the first rope hit his skin a second came firing out. Then there was a third, fourth and fifth before his fluid simply bubbled out and flowed down over her hand.“Wow,” Donna said as she continued to. Now I had already learned the game of Go from my father, who was a master, having been graded at the 6th dan by Master Kobusi himself. My father played Go in the same manner in which he conducted his business dealings, at once delicate and ruthless. Some part of my mind was attuned to the living patterns of the stones, and it was not long before I became my father’s equal in this most masculine of games. In Joseki, or skirmish tactics, I was daring and shrewd, and my father had learned to fear. Ball Gag: This one can be easy to come by also. If you cannot obtain a professional quality ball gag you can make use of a golf ball tied securely within a bandanna, scarf or a clean pair of nylon pantyhose.Erotic DVDs: Nothing gets a bound and blindfolded supplicant worked up easier than being made to lie helpless and prone while having to LISTEN to people having sex in the same room. The whole time not knowing if the Master or Mistress is actually in the room or not. At least until he or she. Officer Bonnie Clarke paused for a moment. She snatched a hurried deep breath."You want 'a piece of the action' too?" the prostitute asked. Bonnie felt her face turn a soft shade of red. It had been almost six months since she'd been pleasured. She'd been hut emotionally, by her estranged husband. And, had sought the rather dubious charms of a lesbian 'Drug Addict' in the backseat of her police car... Leaning over from her passenger's seat, Elizabeth continued to gently caress Britt-Chanelle's.