From the collar downwards were leather straps which shaped round my tits, when buckled correctly they pushed into the flesh making them stick out even...more. A cross belt ran beneath my tits from which there were three straps, two went either side of my cock and balls while the third, the broader of the three, went over my bits and pulled them back between my legs where the strap buckled at the bottom of the strap covering my spine.There was a large stainless steel ring just over my belly button. Once I broke her hymen (I lied about that) it went easily inside her.” I didn’t mention how carefully I had to do it.“My goodness Toby Wakefield, you’re not even fifteen yet and you’ve done it with two women ... and you’re here with me.” With a sarcastic chuckle she said, “If you were a girl Toby, you would be called a slut.” Snorting she said, “What a guy.” As a woman she typically had little patience for a male braggart.I knew that I should have bitten my tongue but couldn’t stop from saying,. I sighed. “Well, we used our fingers,” I said cautiously.“Oh, inside your puss?” she asked.“One question...” I started saying.“But it’s part of the same question!” she interrupted me. “You haven’t really said how!”I shrugged. “Alright, yeah. Inside my pussy.” She started moving from side so side, getting either uneasy or turned on, and the memory of Marisa’s pussy made me feel all hot and sticky.I spun, and the bottle pointed at her. “Okay now,” I said, smiling. “How do you love Sprinter?”She. ” Wendy slid back my foreskin and my mushroom cock head popped out and she started kissing it, then she took me into her mouth. Her mouth felt like warm butter all around my cock, I could tell this was not the first cock she had sucked as she started bobbing her head up and down on me, making slurping noises. I laid my head back and was thinking how divorced women suck cock so good.Wendy sucked me for about 5 minutes as I had my hand rubbing her pussy underneath her skirt. Then she stopped and.