Why wouldn’t he think I was crazy? I was a totally different person from what he had known so far. I was being open and overt and I was tempting him...to cross many lines. While giving me an odd look, Julien started walking down the hall. I watched him as he entered one of the other bedrooms. “Please close the door,” I said when he popped his head out of the doorway. He raised his eyebrows and then closed the door. I closed the door to the master bedroom, walked to the middle of the room, and. I was swinging slowly in a back and forth motion about four feet from the floor. My jaw hurt and I realized I had been gagged with something rubber. I made the assumption it was a ball gag with thick straps that ran to the back of my neck. On each side of it were other straps that went from the base strap to the center of my eyes to meet in one strap along the top and back of my head. The last one going under my chin obviously to keep me from spitting it out once I was alert again. I wonder. He just mostly stays like this through his class, waiting for the final bell before rushing out to meet Kelly at her car. He shoots a text to Lisa telling her he’ll be home later, hopping into Kelly’s car before she pulls away “Mind stopping somewhere so we can eat? I haven’t had anything since school!” Kelly nods and pulls over near an Italian place, where we have some lasagna before making the rest of the drive to her gym, spending about 45 minutes inside the car making chit-chat. After a. The pushed with both her sweaty hands and achieved eight and a half inches, but there were still 3 and half inches to go. Moreover, her hips were quivering – she was closing in on her first orgasm of the night. With renewed determination, she began punching the dildo down with the flat of her hand, whilst continually exclaiming, “Yes! Fuck oh yeah! Fuck! Yes! Oh!”Once about ten inches were in, she couldn’t go on. Her hips were bucking involuntarily as she arched her back and emitted her low,.