’ ‘Well in that case.’ Jayce says as he walks to the center of the road ‘We need to go this way.’ As he gets close to the middle of the cros...roads the ground pulses and bends, contorting itself into a hole. Doing his best ‘David Bowie a la Labyrinth’ impression he walks towards the hole and then down into it, gravity pulling him in ways it shouldn’t. ‘he pokes his head back through ‘Come on.’ Hesitantly Bronwyn heads for the hole, she can feel the universe bending around her as she continues to. With each exercise, Michael was making sure that at least one finger was in my slit, or every once in a while even deeper. When he went knuckle deep it was evident that this wasn’t his first rodeo and he was very good at finding my g spot, making me squirm on the table even though I was doing my best to hide what was going on. After the session ended Michael suggested that our last appointment was at my house and I agreed.After putting the kids to bed that night, I made my husband eat my pussy. .. lovely... lovely... „ Quentin went on mauling and squeezing. „Do those rings hurt?“ he asked.„N-No... Master... not much... not now... „ said Tessa.„But they did when they were first put on you?“„Y-Yes... ohh... yes... Master... they did... „„What about the one through your clit?“„That hurt, too,“ replied Tessa. „Very much.“„But now?“„Not really, Master.“ Quentin ran his hand down over the belly and, with a finger, touched the ring and the clitoris, playing lightly.„Doesn't it stop you. Flash forward to last weekend. We had one of our dates. All of our datestake place on weekends. We both work and we have three young children. On thisparticular Saturday night, we stayed home. She had suffered through a longweek at work and just wanted to vege out over the weekend. Sometimes, we dogo out but this was not one of those nights. Our dates are simple and revolve around her pleasure. She wants good food,good drink, a good massage, good sex (for her, at least), and good sleep..