We got down at X station.He gave me a cover and asked me to wear what was in it. Then I put the rest of my clothing on the cover and gave it to him. I...went to the washroom and went inside the room to change. I opened the bag and found it had one skimpy bodycon dress in red colour.It also had matching lingerie and heels and also hot red lipstick. I quickly stripped naked and put all my stuff on the cover given by my husband. I then wore the lingerie and then the bodycon dress. I wore the heel. 9 or us ke boos honga 32 ya 34 patli siKamar ke lag rahi thi dur se jab karin gaya to me kho hi gaya soch raha tha kash ye meri gf ho me kitna lucky hoga itni khoobsurat ke bata nahi sakta me wo pathan thi aap soch sakta hai ke pathani larki kesi hoti hai meri bike ki itni speed thi ke me dubara ture kar ke us ke paas aaya or us ko bola left Da du aap ko to us ne bola nahi me bus ka intezar kar rahi hu chali jayu gi phir mein us ko bolo ke me aap ko chor data hu to mera saat behat gahi bike par. He lifted her again and dropped the end of the rope over the steel beam that held the punching bag in place. He positioned her directly next to the stuffed bag, drew her arms up above her head, and stretched the rope tight until she was standing on her tip toes in her heels.Her pussy was still buzzing from the orgasm, as the huge man backed away. There she was, hanging like a limp piece of meat right next to a punching bag. The leather bag was cracked in a few places and seemed to have absorbed. When the picture faded in, it was Matilda on the screen. ‘Hello, Jay,’ she said. ‘I’m glad you finally decided to turn me on.’ She was totally nude, her body absolutely flawless, her nipples hard with arousal. ‘This isn’t a recording, of course, but you probably figured that out. It’s a post-hypnotic command. Another trigger in your brain, one of the many that I’ve planted. And I’ve planted oh so many, Jay…so many surprises waiting for you, triggered by ordinary things you see, or hear,.