You really know how to make me happy .” she sighed.“Did you noticed how different your orgasm are when we do it differently?” I asked.“Yummy y...a, but I enjoy whatever you do. You can do anything you want”“Really do you like my finger in your butt?” I asked.“Hell yeah,” she shyly murmured, “it really feels good. It’s a whole damn different feeling and I feel I ’m zero on it when you do it. Almost there is something more intimate and trust in it. I even never had a thought about that until you. I reached down and patted her butt gently, she reacted explosively. She startedto thrash around and squirm and moaned loudly. No matter how much she triedher self-bondage was very effective she could gain an inch in any direction--achain was attaching her neck to the head of the bed; and her ankles were alsolikewise attached to the foot of the bed. With all that moving about I couldsee the tight chastity belt locked her sex away. I reached into the duffleand pulled out an envelope. Yes, this. She wondered just how they were going to go about it, what kind of position each of them would have to take. If things became too complicated, perhaps the fun would go out of it."Robbie?" she said helplessly, and her son came to take the cold cream jar from her hand.As the boy smeared the white stuff copiously over the head of his rising prick, he said, "I guess it would work out better if Chris lies down, and you mount him. Then, once his cock is packed into your cunt, you can lean over on him. It was the first time she had ever heard of such an arrangement and she wondered what pub he was drinking in to garner that information.Then he drew a big line slanted at an angle all the way through the Brighton operational information and changed the timeline to a point much earlier than she thought possible. He changed the type of explosive and the means of delivery from the U.S.-made explosives to the Eastern European preferred explosives and she knew that her original gut reaction to the.