Then she started to take her own stuff off. The jacket was thrown over the chair and the skirt just slid to the floor, where she deftly kicked it over...to the jacket. Underneath were just the stockings and heels. Diane was not wearing a bra and, as I'd already discovered, no panties. My cock was making a tent out of my boxers. She was starting to take the suspenders and stockings off, when I said, "No please keep them and the shoes on." "So you have a small fetish then," she said. "Yes and it's. “On your knees you dirty bitch” You say aggressively and you’re using the belt in my mouth now, pulling it tight in an effort to hush my moans, it doesn’t work though.I wonder just for a second where else you could use this belt you’re so keen on.You’re fucking me again now, the belt pulled tight behind my head, your other hand spanking my already raw ass hard, still through restraint I beg you “Fuck me, please don’t stop fucking me”You keep on going your gorgeous cock keeps its promise to. "Hey big boy, wanna have a little fun?" she teased."What did you have in mind?"She patted the bed beside her. "Come over here and let me show you."I pretended to hesitate, then got on the bed. "Just lay back and let me take care of you," she said. "You won't be sorry!"I laid back, closed my eyes, and let her work her magic. She ran her hands over my chest, pulling gently on my nipples, then continued down across my belly to my cock. She ran her hand up and down the shaft, coaxing out a bit of. With her chin against his pubic bone, Megan wiggled her head a few times and then pulled back so she could breath.Megan ground her crotch into Jack's face as she continued to bob her head on his throbbing penis. She felt her orgasm beginning and groaned as her stomach tightened and her body began to quiver. Jack pushed his tongue into her vagina and slurped her juices as she felt her climax rip through her.Pulling back until half of Jack's penis was between her lips, Megan wrapped her fingers.