He was going to grab his cock and masturbate it until his cum pumped out but he didn't have to.Alison Jones knew what was happening, knew why he'd pul...ed out of her arse and had rushed around to fuck her face. Too many men and teenage boys were the same, they all loved to come all over a woman or a girl's face. She grabbed his cock the instant he withdrew from her mouth and masturbated it vigorously, but rhythmically, until suddenly spurt after spurt of cum blasted from his scrumptious cock.She. His wife told him the truth though; it was not a blessing as much as itwas a curse. It was meant to keep the man faithful. The curse was toensure the wearer remained a one-woman-man. It had no magical effectwhile worn, but removing it had consequences. If not put back on, theprevious wearer of the ring would be turned completely female withintwelve hours; ensuring he could be nobody else's 'husband'.Chris did not care about the curse, he loved his wife and never wanted toleave her side, and. They reached to her butt cheeks and in front her hairless pussy lips rubbed the lace when she walked. She had me adjust the garter straps as short as possible so to keep the stockings up as high as possible. I asked her if that felt good? She said when I wear them to work I'm aware of my pussy all day. I asked if she was going to wear a bra. She said yes and picked up her half cup push up bra. I said does that still fit after your boob job? She said yes but more of my boob is exposed. She was. ”Now I get my small twine to bind her lovely breasts. I slowly and very methodically bind first one, then the other, pushing them out and making them bulbous and quite red, blood gorged as it were. I pop on a couple of c-clamps to her expanded nipples. I tighten them slowly and allow the pain to rise nicely and sensually. My slut moans. I say, “Does my slut like the pain, smiling evilly.”She moans again. I smack her face lightly and then yank back on her hair hard. She grimaces as I say, “You.