I made a fashion discovery of the corset lacing bar. Of course, I knewwhat this trapeze-like device was but mama did not have one in our house. When ...y corset or girdle was tightened at home I held onto the bed postfor dear life. Dame Oblea explained that I must become used to beinglaced at the bar. He explained that there would be times for myintroduction into capital society when I must prominently display animpressive hourglass figure of generous bust, soft buttocks beautifullyrounded,. My wife returned to the table with me and she started drinking her drink. She leaned in and said "DAMN I STILL WANT TO SUCK YOUR COCK" I smiled and said "Well hurry up and finish your drink and you can suck my cock"She slammed her drink and got up grabbing my hand and leading me to the door. Once at the door she stopped kissed me and grabbed my cock and then out the door we went. We got to the truck and once inside she kissed me again and as we kissed she was working to free my cock. I did not. He felt a cool sensation at the crackof his ass before Leon grabbed each of his thighs and he felt initialpenetration, sending a rippling feeling through his body. Leon wassmiling as he looked straight ahead into Tim's panicked eyes as he beganslowly thrusting as Tim's body swung back and forth freely under Leon'scontrol, with his backside slightly elevated from the bed. It was ahelpless feeling as Tim felt the pain of Leon tearing into him as heenjoyed manhandling Tim and pounding his ass.. Okay?"I nodded and left her alone until I heard her close her books. Before she got started I opened a bottle of wine and poured us both a small glass. If she is old enough to be a sex slave she is old enough for a glass of wine.Yeah, I know. She is not old enough to be a sex slave. Life isn't always what it is supposed to be.While supper was cooking we sat across the table from each other and I asked, "How was your day?"Lynn rolled her eyes and said, "It gets a little harder every day. Word.