It was very painful. He had to suck off two men while being fisted before they would remove the clothes pins and it hurt like hell to have them on and...even when they were removed. But back to the second frat boy to skull fuck the bitch in the box. The thicker man meat slid just a little in and out until the stud was ready to work it in deeper and deeper each time. Brent relaxed his throat to take it all in and the second stud held it in deep for a few seconds before building a steady rhythm.. A full week of interracial extramarital erotic scenarios not only enabled me to envision myself as a white wife receptive to extramarital flings with black sailors, but also preferring no strings attached sex with big black cocks. Overindulgence in libations provided the necessary excuse for a sober black dancing partner to drive me home.Jamal kissed me and I relished his thick, soft lips against my lip-glossed ones. My first kiss with a black sailor felt fantastic as his tongue danced with. As they tightened, the voice began to count up. *One...* *Two...*Realizing it was hopeless, I stopped struggling, andinstead concentrated on making myself as comfortable aspossible. Already the corset and collar had reached mynatural, at-rest, body contours. *Three...*A snug fit. The collar and shoes stopped tightening, butthe corset continued. *Four...*Tighter, definitely constricting. *Five...*"Ah!" I gasped. The corset's grip became vise-like. *Six...*Oh my God.Finally, the corset stopped. Her sparkling eyes were glued to Salma’s puffy nipples.“Mamijaan, you have such lovely breasts.” She said softly.Salma smiled and blushed again to see Tabassum looking at her crotch. She knew that she was very wet and Tabassum might be the clever girl to find it at once. “Lets get down on the floor,” It was Tabassum who kept giving the commands.Salma’s pussy felt like being set ablaze. She slid her fingers into her pussy to feel the wetness. Tabassum leaned over and kissed her so tenderly that.