She was also liking this wild ramming and was moaning “ aaahaaahaaahaaahhhhh” and she parted her legs a bit more and lifted her legs wide open in ...he air and this gave me more room to put my dick inside and i pressed hard. I was liking her face expression and also her tight pussy and i was sweating with my ramming and she was licking my sweat from my chest. It was really very erotic and i was getting wild. I asked “ mera lund kaisa hai” she replied “ bahut accha hai, aapka lund gadhe ke lund. Mistress entered the room thirty minutes after Rhiana had showered, carrying a rigid leather case, which she set down on the floor. She then commanded that Rhiana lay down on the bed with her arms above her head and her feet apart. Rhiana did as she was told and felt cold fear welling inside her as Mistress fastened to her wrists and ankles a set of tough leather cuffs. They were pulled tight around her skin, although not so tight as to be painful, then locked with a minute key. Mistress then. Emma was a bit more relaxed about that aspect, though she did send me a video through my email of herself doing a strip show and masturbating until she squirted. She said she had learned to do it after she found an instructional video online, and wanted to record it for me when she did it for the first time. However, my mother would make sure she masturbated using a small pink pill like vibrator on her clit in the open.As I said, pure torture. This went on until a couple days before we left. I. I just can't reopen old wounds. It's been absolutely marvelous seeing you again, Gene, and I want you to promise you're going to keep your promise and stay in touch with me now. But as for the rest of them...they can all go to Hell!" Gene was surprised by the sudden look of anger, no, hatred, that had crossed Leslie's lovely features. What came next wasn't a shock...she began to cry. He wrapped his arms around her, guided her head to his shoulder, and said, "Dear, don't you think if anyone.