It feels good. I feel your bottom bones." His smile faded as he gazed down at me. "I like looking down at you like this," he said softly. He got that ...ook a guy has when he's got butterflies in his stomach, or that feeling like the bottom's dropped out, sort of achy. He laid his body down onto mine, gathering me in his arms. He embraced me tightly and drove his dick firmly up my butt. "I love you, Jeffy," he whispered beside my ear. "I really love you."If I hadn't adored Tim before, I certainly. He held onto her head, clasping it tightly in his large hands and told her sarcastically what a good cocksucker she is as he stroked forcefully down her throat several more times. When he thought she was capable of continuing on her own he released her head and watched in amusement as she drove her lips down to the base of his fat cock on every stroke with no further help from him.She forced her lips down to the base of his cock several more times before he stepped back, drawing his long cock. Laying before me are the following: a pair of frilly hot pink thong panties, a dark purple silk night gown, Japanese clover nipple clamps, a spreader bar with leather ankle cuffs, locking leather wrist restraints, my metal gates of hell, and a large black butt plug. There is also a pink slip of paper, folded in half. When I open it, I smell your perfume and feel your cock throb, already rock hard and straining uncomfortable in my jeans. I read your note:Pet,I will be here at 5:00, and you’d. Do twenty jumping jacks?"Abbie stood up and began to jump up and down. "What's the big deal? It's just exercise! Everyone should exercise more." What if I asked you to ... dump your coffee on the floor, and then use your sweater to clean it up?"Abbie looked at Jake, shrugged, and then poured her coffee on the floor. "Seems kind of a waste of time, coffee, and maybe even my sweater. But what the heck, I'll do it!" She unbuttoned her cardigan and then crawled on the floor to mop up the spilled.