Once in we were told to back up our phones to the cloud and leave all cameras, computers and screens behind.They searched our bags and loaded us on a ...us. From the bus we climbed aboard a boat in the harbor. Once we were out to sea we were told to dump our phones overboard. The blonde in charge insisted this summer would be about secrecy and sisterhood. This was a symbol of that sisterhood. One of the other eleven pledges protested. She insisted there was no way, she would do it. The blonde in. Soaking it all in? Or just summoning the courage to actually move to the door. Probably a little of both, but I've come too far to back away now. Laughing softly, I stride purposefully to the door and ring the door bell. I hear the click of heels on the floor, louder and louder until the door finally swings open and you finally stand before me in the flesh. I can't help the smile that comes to my face as I look you over, and I hear the same nervous giggle from our first telephone conversation. " Roman leaves and heads to their bedroom, grabbing three items from their closet. Roman comes back and carries her to their room. He slams her onto the bed and Bailey sees the items for the first time. She sees a pair of handcuffs, a blindfold, and a whip. At the sight of the whip, she becomes frightened. "Babe, I don't like pain! You know that. Don't whip me!" Roman ignores her pleas. He handcuffs her to the bed, and as she starts to tremble in fear, he plunges into her pussy. Not expecting. My passion was rising, I started to kiss mother like there was not going to be a tomorrow. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. My thrusting became faster and faster and deeper with each thrust. I lost control and exploded more cum inside her pussy. About ten thrusts after the start of my orgasm mother moaned very quietly in my ear, “Yes darling, here I cum.” It was a mild orgasm. Her third for the night. We fucked for about another four hours, both of us having four more orgasms. I am.