Ora non vorrei essere fraintesa o creare un paradosso dopo aver scritto quanto avete appena letto, ma davvero niente e nessuno può competere con l'am...ta sgrilletata. Sei lì, magari sul divano, musica soft come sottofondo, completamente nuda. Inizi a rilassarti, a massaggiarti le tette, lasciando poi che lentamente la mano scenda nelle parti basse. Ti tocchi, ti accarezzi, lascia che lentamente la tua fica si bagni, che divemti fradicia, per poi tornare su, giocare con i miei enormi seni. A. ?Hello, Ella,? a pleasant woman?svoice shocked Ella.? She hadn?t expectedanyone to be here.? Ella couldn?t standit anymore and ripped the blindfold away.?She briefly registered where they were, that there was a comatose blondfemale strapped to the chair and that another woman in a lab coat stood beforeher.?Happy birthday, my love,? Jamiesaid quietly, his breath hot against her ear.?She knew immediately who the woman was, she?d seen her pictures inmedical journals countless times.? Theattractive. ... She had to know. Her grades were good but since she had turned nineteen she had seen how Mr Stone had looked at her. He was such a firm teacher. An older man that had such a serious sharp feel to him. It made jenny squirm whenever he would look. She had even taken to dressing a little more provocatively at school. But teachers are not supposed to spank students anymore. It was more likely that she would have to take a note to her parents if she was 'bad' at school. And she REALLY didn't. “Hang on a second, OK?” she asked.Without waiting for an answer, she climbed out of bed and, naked, left the bedroom. I heard her go downstairs and hoped Toby didn’t come out of his room. She returned with her overlarge purse and pawed through it. Her hands came up holding what looked sort of like a weird dildo and a strap-on harness.“Did you run into Toby?” I asked.“No, no one, he must really be into whatever he’s doing. Or sleeping.”I’d never been fucked by a woman wearing a strap-on. I.