"No, I'm fine, thanks." Do you mind if I have one?" he asked, shrugging off his suit jacket and laying it carefully across the back of one of the sofa.... "It's been a long day." Please, go ahead."He turned towards the bar fridge and then stopped, looking back at me. "Are you sure? I've got vodka. That's what you had the other night, wasn't it?" Okay, sure, if it's no trouble." She wanted to kick herself for being so wishy-washy.He looked at me oddly again, and began to fix the drinks. The ice. .Mai unka ishara samjh jata hu…Mai jhat se chachi k pass jata hu aur unko lip kiss krta hu…Fir mai unko wo red bra pehnata hu aur unka towel khol deta hu wo apna chut hath se chupana cahte hai…To maine kaha maine sab dekh chuka hu chupa k koi fyda nhe to wo apna hath hta dete haii….Fir mai unko panty pehnata hu uff kya mall lag rhe the wo…Uno mai gand k nicche gath le ja k utha k bed pe leta deta hu aur unke upar a jata hu aur kiss krta hu unko..Wo v mera sath de rhe the fir mai unke boobs mai. The inside of her moist mouth felt wonderful as the head of my cock was stinging with excitement.I opened my eyes and saw her head bobbing up and down and could hear her slurping as my cock was hitting the back of her throat. She was taking all of me in and out of her mouth so rhythmically I could feel myself starting leak a little pre-cum. I resisted the urge to put my hand on the back of her head and speed up the pace as I wanted this to go on forever.Marie was starting to work on my head. Now lift her arms up, there are manacles and chains to imprison her. One on each wrist. Now pull her head back, there is a leather strap that can go around her neck. Good, now she is helpless to you. Finish stripping her now, she is your prisoner, take her,’ the older woman said almost evilly. Tasha was virtually in bondage now. Although the manacles were fake, they did effectively hold her arms out so that her movement was very limited. The strap around her throat didn’t choke her, but held.