.property, until you say the stop-word...and you can only use that stop-word once...or until I kick you out…At that moment, it was the most sexy thi...g any man had ever said to her. She cleared her throat.“I...accept my...faith” she said, looking up at him. Then his cock was back inside her mouth. His grip was softer now, letting her control things. Was he going to be contend with “just” a blow-job?He could do anything, she had literally just given him permission!He must really be confident that. Then he says that he wanted to baked cookies, and begins to prepare them, then puts them to grow waiting before bake.It was about 15 and 30, says he had to bring c***dren to the playroom and went back to 21 because there was a birthday.I wanted to go, but she tells me to keep waiting since I was a little drunk, and I recommend that as soon as I could to bake cookies.I'm waiting for a pho, go to the bathroom and see her underwear (I've always been attracted to his underwear)Beginning to lead me. After I cleaned up the dinner I was told to change into somethingsexier. I chose a red bustier with matching panty, stockings and my newplatforms. I chose not to wear a girdle with the outfit but when Sandrasaw me she said she had the perfect panty girdle to go with my outfit,and to remove my red ones.She quickly went to her sewing room and returned with a really prettyblack panty girdle with dark red lace around all the edges. The colormatched my bustier so well that it looked like a set. I. IT WAS HIM! Dressed like a slut, bound like a sub slut, fucked like a whore sub slut! He was in heaven as his girly fuck hole was being filled up!!Of course I was shocked but I was also very turned on too!! I opened the door and stepped in the bedroom. The fucker looked at me and smiled. He slapped my slut boyfriend’s ass with the end of the dog lead and rammed in harder. My boyfriend opened his eyes in surprise and yelped. Then he saw me! He started to panic, wriggle and writhe. But his fucker.