"How could I forget? I always think I hear music when I come here. It is so soft, almost as if someone was playing it within a closed room with me sta...ding just outside, but I am being foolish. It must be the wind blowing through the trees for there are no such things as ghosts. It must be some trick created by Monsieur de Seul to keep inquisitive people such as me away from their cottage. I do not know anyone with hazel eyes that ever looked upon me with such emotion. Perhaps, the rumors about. There were three rings embedded around the edge of each one, and I lifted each of them with one finger, feeling them fall. A matching pair slipped easily around my wrists and I fought back a shudder as I moved my arms experimentally, just feeling how they graced my skin.I slipped a bit gag between my teeth, biting down slightly before putting it back. An enormous ball gag resisted my attempts to shove it into my jaw, but the one I pulled out after that captured my attention. A black penis gag,. He was so cute and it looked like he had a really nice body.So I found myself feeling so horny and decided that this was going to be my first taste of a young cock. So, while he was working into our washbasin, with his back to me, I began to play with my tits, rubbing my nipples until they were hard and I could feel my pussy getting wet. I was enjoying it so much that I had not noticed him turn around and that he was watching me with his mouth open! At first, he looked embarrassed, after all I. Hayden waited patiently when all he wanted to do was unzip her jacket and slide his hands inside so he could feel her delicious curves again. She sighed and shifted on her feet. ‘Honestly, I’m tired. Do you mind if we do this another night?’ Hayden felt his heart squeeze and his smile faded but he nodded. She wasn’t saying she never wanted to see him again. Maybe they had been moving too fast. ‘Of course.’ She offered him a shy smile and Hayden took the opportunity to step closer. He put his.