I haven't known her to be this wet in years. I normally eat her out to orgasm before intercourse so she will be wet enough to penetrate. But here she ...as flowing copiously all the way down to her asshole. I didn't know if her excitement stemmed from knowing her fantasy was to be realized or from her discovery that it wasn't me that was thrusting a fat cock down her throat, but no matter I was going to take full advantage.I thrust two fingers in her hole and she screamed her excitement and her. I feel your hand reaching down, cupping my cum swollen scrotum, feeling the weight of my nuts in the palm of your hand. You release my nuts and reach to stroke my cock, which has risen almost to full erection. I calmly remove your hand, kiss it, and set it by your side. You now realize this is for your pleasure first and foremost. Over your shoulders and down each arm, again, one at a time. This time massaging your fingers as I did your toes. I move again until I am straddling just above your. It felt like sandpaper going in, even as lubricated as it was. The tubing, Jennifer had noticed, was almost the same as what her mother had used to use on her. No explaination was given as to why she had been given the enemas and the caining. She knew better than to ask too. Soon her slave maid came in with her supper and chained her to the bed. She was still sitting on the toilet and hadn’t flushed it yet. The slave maid looked at the contents of the toilet and flushed it. After the slave maid. You wouldn't have any of that coffee left, would you? Our coffee maker is still amongst the thousand more boxes we have to unpack! How can two people have so much stuff!" Sure let me go get you a cup." I went to the kitchen to get her coffee. I wasn't sure just why she told me about Tim being gone but I figured it was her way of telling me we had some time to talk. And I certainly didn't mind - not only was she good company and a pleasure to be around, it was also a great way to avoid what I.