Anya waved her arm through the stream of water and decided it was hot enough. She slowly stepped in slowly, careful not to fall from the tub's slickne...s. Her fingers pressed on her clitoral hood and shaped her vulva so that her urethra would fire an arc of urine. Instead, it sprayed all over her thighs, trickling down her calves and mixing with water at her feet. Unable to resist the kinkiness of her bad aim, she shoved her ridged shampoo bottle into her vagina. Her thrilled Kegel muscles. We 'hooked up' officially after that. She encouraged me to try new things, like a pusher trying to get someone to move on to some of the harder drugs. I crafted elaborate, romantic fantasies for her, found new games to play, new tricks to pull, how to make her forget things temporarily, and so on, and most of it I restored to her, eventually. I felt a little guilty about never letting her remember role-playing as an adoring love-slave without a past, memories or even a name, just utter and. Her recent lashing made her jump more then normal when theygrabbed at her which delighted them all the more.That evening she dutifully remained at her desk while all the otheremployee's left for home until Mr. Baulding summoned her into his office. Athis command she stood in front of his desk and once again stripped off hershort black dress, then as instructed she removed her bra. She remainedstanding like that in panties and high heels until a knock on the office doorcaused her to try and. Tina was sitting astride Melanie's face again, with the body of the wine bottle clutched in both hands as she worked it in and out of Melanie's pussy. Melanie's face was deep inside the little witch's capacious pussy, her tongue busily exploring the cavern. Jake was taking burst shots of the action from all angles.After a few minutes, my wife pushed Tina's pussy away from her face so that she could say, “This is all very nice, Titsy, but I am ready to take some cock now. How about you stay.