..a thing, except I desperately longed for my owner to return...tofind another use for me, to be with her....to worship her. Unlike the mopI was cold,...unlike the broom my discomfort grew as each minute passed.Unlike the rake, this turned me on. Soft slippery hand, stroking. Please.Brown muscular sweaty ass in my face, the sound of grunts as he cums deepinside my wife. The musky smell. Her perfume. God I desperately need tocum SO FUCKING BAD. If I kiss her shoes I might get to cum. Please. Well, actually, I know nothing. I've looked in the wine cellar once since we've been here, just exploring. There are hundreds of bottles in there, and many different kinds. I assume Diana, or Laura, chose. Is it okay?"Helen had an odd look on her face. "John, Martha and I drank a little wine when we could afford a really nice restaurant, usually about once a month. We read about, and to some small extent explored a few wines, but we could never afford something like this," she said, taking. She slid her left hand up his thigh, but she didn’t stop at the hem of his shorts. She slid her hand under his shorts to find his cock. He placed his hand on hers and smiled. Then he said, ‘do you want to go inside?’ She smiled and said, ‘No. No one can see us right?’ He stared at her for a moment then shook his head no. Her eyes twinkled and her smile broadened. Before he knew what she was up to she got on her knees. She moved between his legs and took his cock out. She took it into her mouth. .I was in pain and get fainted. .he took water from the table and spray on my face. .then I woke up. But his Lund still in my Gaand. And I saw lots of blood around my Gaand. I was so scared. But I couldn’t do anything. My Mamoo is much bigger then me. .I just lay still with pain…After some time …Mamoo ask me“how is the pain now?”I said“its not bad now. ”As I told him this…he started fucking me havely hard. Took his Lund out and insert fast. .then with strong srokes …in and out. Gives me now.