Ohhh hell yesss. Shit, shit, shit.Faster and deeper she went as her finger slid a little deeper in my asshole, thanks to the wetness dripping from my ...ussy, lubricating my tight ass.My heart was racing and my muscles were pulsating. My chest was rising up and dramatically falling down; my breath was controlling. The sensations were unbelievable. I grabbed a handful of her long locks and shoved her face deeper into my wetness while I was pulling my own hair with my other hand.Ohhh, yesss. Don't. Well, after a couple of months, some of my ladies -who ranged from early 50s to late 70s – told me in confidence that a lot of their husbands lost interest in them and it was really nice that I made them feel attractive even though they were old and overweight.From that, I began to provide up close and very personal measuring and they loved it when I gave then orgasms. That in turn lead to providing footwear using the old method of a fitting stool that offered the exhibitionists to show off. Time seemed to close in around them. As he put a leather glove onto his right hand, his gaze never wavered from her hanging body, that was still … just waiting. “Pl… pl … please ...” “You wish to tell me something?” the Lieutenant moved closer to the chained girl, a quiet inquisitiveness lingering in his tone. “Y … you don’t ...h … have to do this ...” she begged, gazing back at him with doleful eyes, her face tight with a sudden, desperate, weak smile. He waited for her to say more … she did. His potential partner was in his mid 30-es, athletic and good-looking; he looked like someone who did this sort of thing before. The sub quietly opened his mouth and licked the corners of his lips while stroking the guy’s crotch. He could feel the cock getting harder, stiffer, bigger; he could feel his own cock getting harder just from the thought of obeying miss Brat’s commands.He quickly unzipped the guy’s pants and pulled out his black anaconda. It was a beautiful long dick, with veins going.