She was standing there with a face that was planning something naughty. Just as I caught up, she said, “Now I know why you were all sweaty and wet�..., with a smile.I was unsure if she was enjoying it or was angry. But all the confusion disappeared once she put her lips on mine and started to kiss. She was such an expert and my cock just bounced back to full life and was poking at her.I too started kissing her deeply without tongues exchanging saliva and my hands roaming all over her boobs. By the. I went, on my own, to this party at ida's friend Margo's house in the city, Margo said to me on the phone:'"This is a DP party. I have quite a few friends that like that thing, and sometimes we get together. Would you like to come over? You don't have to do anybody or anything you don't like.."It was in a big house, on a residential street not too far from the Panhandle in Golden Gate Park. Everybody was starting to go crazy for those big old Victorians out there. I don't think this house was. She spoke for two village elders and their kin, for her mother and father and for a younger sister. Finally, she spoke for her mate who’d been one of the first to die.With each name Ruba held up the figurine representing them, holding above her head just as the others down south had done, while I intoned the person’s name and told the spirit who they were. Then to my surprise, as Ruba handed the figurine to Runa to throw into the ritual pyre, the girl intoned the name again, and those gathered. No sooner were they there than she heard and felt the familiar click as a pair of handcuffs was snapped in place – so, there she was face down in the bedclothes, her arse in the air and unable to move her arms.“I think it has been a while since you were properly cock-whipped, young woman,” Gaston whispered to her. “don’t think you are leaving this bed until I have fucked your brains out.”And that is just what happened – it was clear that Gaston had amazing self-control and was able to prolong.