“Can I keep a surprise for tonight? You’ll like it--”“What’s happening tonight?” My mom pushed the door open. Zoë and I went pale. She ro...led her eyes. “Kia’s a nice girl. If you’re going to move on from her, tell her first. I don’t want to find out I raised a complete prick.”“Mom, I--” I almost had a coherent thought.“Since we’re all up, I’m going to make french toast. Bacon or sausages?”“Bacon,” beamed Zoë.“And?” I went for the Hail Mary.“Alright,” Mom smiled and closed the door again. “The. She took the bottle back to her dresser and climbed up on the ladder for what she hoped was the last time. Taking the rope, she sipped her head through the noose.Should she tighten it? Not too much, but it had to be enough to look as though it was really strangling her. She pulled the knot down, then again. She checked the monitor. That looked good.A strange sensation swept over her. The smooth nylon fibers around her neck felt, well, rather exciting. Her heartbeat sped up a bit and her. They instructed my husband to lay on his back, and for me to climb ontop of him, face to face. His cock was throbbing up and down against my quivering wet pussy but it was time for him to watch me in action. Johann had the slightly bigger cock stood before me, stroking his oversized tool in my face. My husband held my head and pushed me closer. He pushed my face against Johanns swollen black cock knob, telling me "to take his big black dick, take it in your mouth" Wanting to please his every. She walked over to him and started to undo his cuffs. He was disappointed; he'd thought she wanted to do more to him. That's when she laid on the bed, doggy style. "Fuck your mistress, you nasty slave," She ordered him. He pulled his cock out of his silk panties and placed it at her entrance. He slowly slid it inside her pussy. He felt the tightness and he loved it. He slowly started to pump in and out of her as she moaned lightly. "Ah! Slave!" She moaned louder at each thrust he made. He.