“You can take me back to your apartment and fuck me!”“But my roommate is there!”“Is he black and single?”“Yes we both are”“Then he c...n fuck me also”I couldn’t believe I was blurting these phrases out. My pussy was quivering with delight at the prospect of two black cocks. He scooped up his plates and crockery and we headed off to his apartment. My high heels were clipping along on the hardwood floor. I walked in front of him and wiggled my ass most suggestively. As he opened his door he placed. My parent had stop checking on us becuase hey they were enjoying themselves like every friday night. I was playing mario and made a comment about how how i was beating the games as and she said oh how you told Brandon you were beating up Tamikas ass. I was shocked she would bring it up again and began to beg her not to tell. Now again i was 7. My sister at the time was 9. In the middle of me begging her not to tell she held my mouth and said be quiet if you keep this up you'd be tellin on your. The stay started all normal and innocent and I managed to keep my distance from Lisa. Somewhere along the line, my wife had to visit her sick friend in Perth for about five days. *** It was a cool Sunday morning after I had taken my wife to the airport. I was in the laundry looking for some clothes to put into the washing machine. A hot pink thong in our visitors’ laundry basket caught my attention. I knew definitely it was Lisa’s, since I had never seen it before. At first, nothing registered. The saddle was mounted on a wooden frame in a stable. My ankles wherecrossed and tied together and tied to a ring attached to the floor. Thesestraps had also been soaked and had also dried out, pulling me tighterdown onto the saddle, increasing my discomfort. To make matters worse wetleather straps had been tied around my waist and down between my legs,cinched at the small of my back and connected to the straps surroundingmy arms. When they dried they had all tightened up horribly, crushing.