P.S.: I had no intention of having sex with her yet.Suja Aunty was ready with her 1st baking recipe, a basic cake. I told her I’ll set up the camera...now. Suja Aunty said, “I’ll change to a saree and get some makeup done.” I started setting up the camera. The focus was straight, and I set up my phone on the topside to get an upper view of the ingredients.Now Suja Aunty comes out wearing a beautiful saree, silky textured. She looked beautiful. I also gave her a compliment about how beautiful she. She pressed it with her palm and rubbed her hand up and down, looking down with a deeply blushing yet absolutely focused face. His breath hissed between his teeth as he felt her ministrations, her hand ever moving up and down along the cloth covered skin but would sometimes squeeze gently and unpredictably. He could feel a pressure building within and he let out a moan as she gave a particularly hard press. Renee stop! He yelled suddenly, grabbing her forearms. Before she had a chance to. She walked around exploring many of the attraction while she slipped her Pepsi that she got during the entry. She stopped for a minute and watched full figure women being impaled with a huge dragon. The woman was screaming but whether it was in pleasure or pain, Dipti was not sure.The people in front of the cage were cheering and screaming as they watched the action. Couples of the guy’s cock were out and were stroking them furiously while they watched. She checked out many other attractions. Last night, all night, I was shackled facedown to a punishment stool in our dungeon, squirming in my mitten-bound hands and booties-bound feet as I sucked away at the mushy meal being force-fed through the cavity in the center of a clear penis gag. My belly gurgled and my butt rumbled and my stiffy raged and I cried as I stared in the mirror at the humiliated lump I had become.Thank you, mistress, for one of the most memorable nights of my life!The more I think about the permanence of my.