Phele to wo apni jeeb se supade ko chatti rahi phir apne munh ko pura khol lund ko andar lene lagi. Lund uske gale tak aa gaya tha. Riya ko pata tha k... samay kam hai isliye wo joron se uske lund ko choosne lagi. Use laga ki Raj ka lund uske munh me aur bada hota jaa raha hai. Wo apni juban uske lund par phirate joron se choosne lagi. Phir usne apna munhj hataya aur ghas par peeth ke bal let gayi. Riya ka munh lund par hatte dekh Raj uski pant ke button ko kholne laga. Uski jeeanse ko usne. " H-he is a good husband!" I defend him, but my hand starts to move up and down, jerking Dave off. "H-he just, you know, is not ... err, he is not able to satisfy me, b-but..." I stutter nervously."Yeah ... he is not able to satisfy you." Dave starts to moan. He smiles down at me and strokes my pretty golden hair. "He doesn't have the 'equipment'. A real man needs a man sized member to satisfy his wife ... and he doesn't. I'm so, so sorry to say it, but you are not to blame for being. You will be responsible for filling the vending machines and helping at tea breaks with the drinks and snacks.Not exactly rocket science, still got a candy pink striped nylon overall,to wearslightly see through, well it was tight, you see I was a big girl at that age, although smaller waist and hips back then.The popper studs would not do up or stay done up once reaching my chest,anywaywith a bit of careful non stretching I got through my first morning,Four inch heels were probably not the best. " she asked holding out her hands.I nodded and fetched the rope, winding it round and round her wrists then I moved her so she was under the pulley hanging from a hook on the ceiling, I pulled small hook on the rope round the pulley, hooked the rope round her wrists to it and then wound up the rope with a winch to raise her hands above her head, the ratchet clicked ominously in the confined space.I gagged her, she opened her mouth wide to take the red ball of the gag, she looked calm, collected.