He was fingering my vagina and nibbling on my swollen clit, sucking on the easy trickle of my vaginal fluids.“Are you prepared for a Fisting? I know...the lavender scent is what that is for, but it is so slight that I was not sure.”“Yes! For you, anything you wish to try. It is, after all, a mutual adventure.”He began snaking more than just his 2 fingers into me. He added some more lubrication from the jar and kept stroking, adding a little more depth or thickness with each stroke. I had a couple. This one really went to town on my face and was giving me the whole thing in long fast strokes. He had a hold of my ears and didn't let up for what seemed an eternity. I am not sure in what order things happened after that as I passed out. When I came to, the leash on my cock was wrapped around my chest, pulling my penis to a slightly less than comfortable length. There was, what seemed cum, drooling out of the slit, and a large leather cuff broadening the distance between balls and my body.. ’ It was a hug ‘goodnight’ for them at the door, as he left. When he was gone and she was finally alone, Carol leaned against the door and said: ‘Well, well, Matt Wayne!’ and smiled. He returned the next morning and was at her door at 7:58 AM. She met him at the door, looking fresh and ready for her day. He smiled and put his arms around her, pleased that she didn’t tense up at all, when he hugged her. He also kissed her cheek. ‘Good morning,’ he said. ‘Good morning to my knight in shining. Most of whom scored home runs, anyway.Well, it was Doug. A big linebacker type guy I'd never seen before. He looked like he'd have an IQ even lower than my sister's. And he hadn't missed many meals for the past ten years or so. Definitely not the class of horn dog she usually has between her legs. I guess all the good ones were at the party, so it was either this loser or Mr. Plastic Vibrating Prick.She had him by the hand and stopped as she got near me. "Remember what I said, Pint." You too,.