Shelowered the toilet lid, unfastened her jeans, lowered her blue-laced silkunderwear and put a dab of lubricant on her anus as well as on the phallus... Gwynplaced the anal plug base side down on the top of the toilet lid and slowlylowered herself onto it. She moaned as it slid in and her clit throbbed alittle. She was tempted to just sit there and masturbate to orgasm, but decidedit would be more prudent to wait. What was this exchange for if not restraint?And restraint always paid off. She. I was astonished to spy two empty bar stools, side-by-side, along the front side of the bar. As we approached, I saw why they stood unoccupied. In the middle of each was a white placard which read: Reserved in flowing script. Dianna approached one stool, picked up the placard, draped her fur over the seat and back rest, then perched regally, like a queen on her throne. She removed the placard from the other stool and motioned me to sit. She handed the placards to the bartender and placed the. He then carfully slid the straps of her nightie down her arms and pulled down the from of her gown. This exposed Donna's inviting breasts to him. It wasn't long before his hands slipped under the covers. I could see the outline of then explored her bottom. I then had to see first hand and went over and very carefully pulled down the sheet. "Sorry", he whispered, "Wasn't thinking". His hands worked over the globes of her ass and one drifted down her leg. It was the leg she was not lying. ‘I don’t want to miss anything.’ ‘Like my towel slipping?’ Amber laughed, turning around and switching off the hair dryer. ‘It doesn’t have to slip.’ Erik got off the bed and walk into the bathroom, standing behind her. He put his hands on the towel. ‘I can take it off myself.’ He whispered in her ear. Erik loosened the towel, slowly brought it down her. Amber grabbed his hands. ‘Hey, it’s cold.’ ‘It won’t be,’ Erik said, kissing her neck, ‘when we’re in bed.’ ‘But I have a surprise for you.’.