Remembering something MasterServant had mentioned in one of his stories, she rearranged the thought. 'This girl' is a squirter.Elaine had thought she'... 'squirted' last weekend. There wasn't much evidence. Her bedclothes had a wet patch but she was always juicy, so that wasn't out of the ordinary. She had wondered how much 'cleaning up' Kendra had done. But she hadn't asked her. That would have been, ugh. Yuck.But the proof was in the pudding. She'd really done it this time. Just as she'd felt. He placed the head of his cock right on the outside of her pussy and while spreading her lips with his fingers slowly entered her. Anne Marie screamed into the pillow and once again tried to push her ass back against him. He smacked her hard on the ass and said, Im fucking YOU, you are NOT fucking me. So if you throw your ass back again, Im going to stop. With that Anne Marie said, God no, Im sorry, I wont do it again. Please fuck me. Pound the shit out of me. He told her to be a good girl and. Next day after work, i went home early in the evening showered and started dressing. My wife sheela also showered, and started dressing up. As i was observing her dressing, i got hot looking at her semi-nude luscious body wrapped in a towel. Sheela saw me looking at her with lust and said, ‘ amar, if you think of being naughty – think again! It is 6.30 p.m. already and your boss wants us to be at his place at 7.30 p.m.! I said, ‘ oh lord, darling . . . You are right! How i would have loved to. On my nipples are a pair of clover clamps which are attached to an ice release method. These really pull on my nipples and I have to raise myself to relieve the pain which in turn pulls on the rope to my cock and balls.I also have clothes pegs running down my body attached to a zipper.I have a mask over my head so I cannot see and a ring gag which keeps my mouth open.When the ice has melted my nipples are free and I can move backwards and release my hands which are cuffed behind my back, as I.