Could there ever be a more fitting place to say farewell to an inhibition? Or three? Brad and I had only been married two years and recently graduated...from the newlywed syndrome. We still had sex. A lot. But it wasn’t like it used to be. You know how it is. Always touching, looking for any excuse to go at it like rabbits. Five times a day and it wasn’t enough. These days, five times a week was the norm. The IRS kindly afforded us a big return so we decided to splurge. We were doing okay at a. I have extra large nipples for a male (thanks to myself enlargement afew years ago) and I wear a stud in each. I'm not allowed to play with my nipples without permission so when MASTER does they are extremely sensitive. Once I almost came without permission because the feeling was so great. Now she will tease me by playing with them until she knows I can hardly stand it and then stops. It leaves me so frustrated I could almost cry. From early spring through late fall I'm seldom allowed to wear. After a moment's hesitation, I pulled down the cover so that I could get a look at the back of her lovely birthday suit at all once. My cock appreciated the view of her smooth back and butt cheeks as much as my eyes, and grew in his excitement. My mouth wanted in on the party and before I gave any thought to the matter, I leaned down and kissed Maggie's shoulder. Of course, this wasn't enough, and this kiss was followed by another and another. Before long, I was feather kissing her entire back,. Magda started the camera rolling. I gave the bottle to Magda and said,"OK you dirty little dyke whore, fuck yourself with this." Magda lay on the floor with her skirt pulled up and her panties round her ankles. Her legs were splayed wide towards the camera. She inserted the bottle in to her fanny and began to masturbate with it.As her head rocked from side to side with mock passion, she plunged the wide bottle deep in to her wet cunt. It was so erotic, I had to slide my hand up my skirt and.