I sat on the couch to try to hide the bulge in my pants and began sipping the wine. The man who was there to buy children’s furniture stepped shyly ...nside and nodded a hello in my direction. He started to slip off his shoes, but Denise told him not to bother and to follow her upstairs. I heard muffled voices for a few minutes followed by footsteps descending.Denise opened the door and said, “I’m sorry it wasn’t what you were looking for.” The man nodded a goodbye in my direction and she closed. Some of the more dominant women we’re getting so horny they made their husband’s kneel down and eat their pussies while they watched. My husband took it like a trooper thanks to myself training him to keep his anus relaxed during a good fucking. Claire was an experienced fuck and knew how to get him excited. Even though he had already blasted his come all over the place halfway through the fuck my husband had another erection. I knew it was the huge cock sliding back-and-forth across his. She made some pictures of me. She gave me the key of my handcuffs. ?You have to count to 1000 before you can set you free. Understood, slave? Then you can try to get to your car. The key of your car is in the bag. I hope nobody in Amsterdam reads homo date hahahaha, otherwise it can become quiet busy here!? I murmured something, but she smacked my ass. ?Count to 1000 bitch!? and I heard her leave. After a few minutes I tried to open the cuffs. Not easy when you are blindfolded and the cuffs are. Mene use uska mobile no. Manga to usne mana kar diya fir me ghar aa gaya aur dusre din subah jab me bahar khada tha to who bahar niki aur ek letter diya usme usne sari bate likhi thi uska mobile no. Uske pati kab dhare par hote hai who kab free hoti hai.To mane usko dophar 2 baje phone lagaya to usne uthadya mene puchha ki aap mere sath bahar dhumne ke liye aayegi to woh boli me nahi aa sakti mere ghar me pro. Ho sakta hai mene fir usse uska figure pu6a to usne batakar mujse pu6a tum ye janakar.