I struggled a bit again as he groped them, trying to pull away.“Hey! What are you doing?” I shouted. He ignored my protest and just kept smiling.A...ter a few unpleasant squeezes of my boobs, he reached down to the base of my shirt and gripped it. My eyes widen as I realized what was coming next.I struggled again, but it did nothing to stop him from pulling my shirt all the way up to my arm pits and above my bosom.I didn’t have a big chest, but I had started wearing a bra by that point and it was. ”I worked myself off and climaxed over twenty times that night in bed, and I slept with his shorts next to me. The following day, I went into town as soon as I left the gym and bought the sexiest red, half cup bra and thong set that I could find. This bra actually showed half of my nipples and I couldn't wait to wear it later. When I got home, I found another package, this one felt heavier and the note told me to put it in the fridge until later.Gary text me and told me to be online at nine. I looked to her and she indicated I should take my position. That was the position we'd found most conducive to my torture, bent over the breakfast bar. She took a few Velcro cuffs and the spreader bar, and soon I was immobilized and helpless, and so fucking turned on it was unreal.She sat on the side of the desk in front of me, and idly fondled the dildo and the paddle. Then, she sat fully on the desk facing me, her knees apart and the jacket parted so I could see everything and she inserted. La porte de la salle de bains est entrouverte, je risque un regard discret. Je découvre Moussa , la figure plongée dans une de mes culotte, une autre est à cheval sur son sexe. Il est en érection, j’aperçois son «gros bâton » qui balance dans la culotte. Quelle stupeur ! je suis figée, je n’ose pas entrer. Je redescend à la buanderie. Lorsque Moussa apparaît avec la corbeille, je sens son regard plein de désir, je suis désarçonnée. En remplissant la machine, je constate 2 culottes trempées. Je.