"Wait, Devon?" she asked. "You mean the super cute, super flirty architect whose firm is on the floor below yours and who you keep turning down every...time he asks you out because you were with Matt? THAT Devon?" Yes!" Kayla squeaked."Oh my God! He's freaking gorgeous!" Tara exclaimed. "How did you turn him down?"Kayla shrugged, "I was with Matt."Just then, Devon arrived at their table, all smiles for Kayla."Hey, Kayla," he said, his voice was deep and butter smooth. "I'm surprised to see you. Over and over he repeated the slow pulls, delighted in the way her breathing began to raggedly rip itself in and out of her chest.Madison, sated now, spoke:"Master Thornton, do you think she's ready for the 'attachment'?" Yes, I think she's ready for it"Beatrice was still in her proffered kneeling position upon the table. "Ready for what?", she shivered. Her long red hair covered all the area around her head and she could not see, could not move. Her nipples now ached, the clamps' piercing bite. Rosalind puts her head back, grips the side of the bath with both hands and submerges herself. She holds her breath as long as she can, totally submerged, and the heat of the water seeps into her. Washing the day away. Five minutes later Rosalind pulls herself from the bath and dries herself on the towel he brought from the tumble drier, warm on her skin. ‘Darling, we’ve got ten minutes before the spaghetti is done. Go lie face down on the bed, and I’ll rub in some moisturiser. You’ll feel so. Timothy said he also wanted me…I was shocked at the thought of what I was doing but I just smiled and typed him directions to get to my house. The nice black guy replied he would be here in less than an hour.I frantically got in the bathroom and shaved my pussy clean as I enjoyed a nice warm shower. I put on some fish net stockings, a black thong, tight push up bra, a red shirt, a short leather black mini skirt and black heels. Suddenly, my cunt gushed with excitement…One hour later I heard a.