He fastened the hook to a ring on her collar, making it impossible for her to drop her head. ‘DON’T. FUCKING. MOVE.’ Kitty was on the bed on all...fours, hook in her ass, collar around her neck – and she had never been so turned on in all her life. She wasn’t sure what John was doing behind her now. She could sort of see his reflection in the window glass across the room – but didn’t know what he was up to. He walked in front of her, raised her chin and kissed her deeply. He then blindfolded her. He gently kissed my wife on the lips and said he’d be right back with his vehicle. Momentarily, he was there with a new Maserati, ready to follow our old Ford Escort station wagon to the house. “Who the fuck is he?” I asked, knowing Lynda was wondering the same. As soon as we arrived, I made drinks, then joined them in the living room. Sean had already taken a seat on the couch next to Lynda, leaving no room for me except to sit next to him with my wife on the other side. Lynda’s thong lay on. He was a good six feet six inches tall, with no shirt. His pant legs of his denim jeans covered his long, high leather work boots. Jenny stood there on her boat awkwardly, not wanting to take his hand that was extended to help her. the wind blew softly and the short dress fluttered provocatively, revealing the thong bikini bottoms. The thin summer dress and tissue thin bikini did almost nothing to hide her nakedness. She could have been wearing jeans and a raincoat. Nothing would have covered. He sucked her boobs again and bit them and she arched her body.Adam now took the rope and tied Sneha’s hands by keeping them above her head and tied them there. He then smooched her bit her neck left his marks!!:PHe then slowly took his hands to her payijamma. He moved his hands near her pussy. He then untied the knot she had on her waist . Removed that and started kissing her legs. He kissed her calf, then he came above he kissed her thigh and inner thighs. He licked her inner thighs and she.