Still touching herself, her nipples, her sex, she leaned against the machine for a moment letting the thought overcome her, and a moment later she lif...ed her leg up and over.She knelt there in the basement, naked, straddling the gutting tray, leaning slowly back until the steel rod was pressed against her behind. All the while she caressed her breasts and fingered herself between her legs."God" she thought, "what am I doing?" Her breath coming shorter by the moment as she dropped down to all. Leaning forward she picked up the end of the leash and using it tugged Ilaifray forward until she was on her hands and knee’s and then pulled her towards the bed . Sophia sat down on the edge of the bed and spread her legs and pulled Iliafray forward so she was on hands and knees between Sophia’s legs , she pulled Iliafray’s head up so she could start work on Sophia’s cunt. “Now my pet get to work on my cunt , and do a good job once you finish I will be deciding on how to punish you for being. Mesmerized, my hand came up and caressed the cloth-encased object of my desire.Surprisingly she did not pull away nor did she swat my hand. Instead she placed her hand on mine and moved it to a position where I had better purchase on the breast flesh.She reached up and loosened the ties in her bodice. In short order her magnificent chest was revealed to me. There was, of course, a little bit of sag due the tremendous weight of her breasts. I was correct in my assessment, though. It did take two. When they entered, the volunteer baby sitters were on a sofa, watching a sitcom rerun on his television and Fred was drinking a bottle of Kevin’s expensive imported beer. The greetings were affectionate and the questions minimal. ‘Did you enjoy the movie?’ Wilma asked, and smiled at the affirmative answer she received. ‘I really appreciate your keeping an eye on the kids while Donna and I were at the movies,’ Kevin told his friendly neighbors. ‘Oh, pish tush,’ Wilma responded. ‘They’re really.