"I dropped to my knees and raised my hands. I quickly felt a tug asMistress ran a rope between the rings on my cuffs, I knew then that Iwasn't going ...o be going any further than the entryway, and that scaredme more than a quick walk around the block dressed like a slut."I installed this ring in the ceiling last night, sissy, and along witha few other preparations I made over the last week I think you are goingto have a lot of fun. On your feet."I stood relaxing my hands as the tension on the. But instead I'm being given an invitation to make his wife happy ... and pretty much to help myself to her!"Well, I'm off again, work to do, I had just dropped by to get some papers" he says. He nods toward the bedroom. "Go on back there, talk with her, maybe play around a little, and see if you can't work out some good ways to help her have more fun. Maybe if you get inventive and sexy enough, I may end up enjoying this as much as she does, eh? If she comes up with any new kinky stuff that. .. not my cuppa tea. Great surfing though. Great surfing means great surfers ... my cuppa tea!Seems I think about cocks a lot. Probably because I have no access. JW has one of the best ... for his age ... but I’m his sister ... I don’t care ... but he does.Not only do I think about them ... I’ve been romancing the zucchini ... and cucumbers ... and long thin olive bottles and my fingers and broomsticks ... but ... I’m not addicted ... no sir ... I can get along without cocks, tallywackers, man. She barely finished that thought when he bucked, Oh fuck here it comes -! She thought, before her mind shattered as she felt his hot seed explode into her body in a torrent. It felt like his dick had become a fucking fire-hose! His shaft burned from the force of his orgasm, and his balls were icy-hot . They actually HURT he was cumming so hard! But he had to get it out! He grabbed her ass and held her down, not that he needed too – she was grinding on his cock, clenching it and mumbling and.