.i continue then went back lifted her arms then put the tape around her chest from the back over the boobs in front and hold the tape between her boob... , by tightening the tape i asked is that tight ok, she said yeah ..came back in front of her and said now lets measure the strip which will hold the dress cups with that said i put the tape just above her nipples and strechted to het shoulder , then i asked her how much boobs you want to expose in this dress , she said doesn’t matter becuse it’s. " Your new alarm clock? You've got a new one? What does that have to do with anything?" You don't remember? If I recall, I believe you called that alarm clock the 'cock hungry mother.'"Suddenly a flood of memories rushed into her consciousness. She recalled that fateful Tuesday two weeks before when she'd nearly lost all control with him, and how she woke him up with a blowjob and called herself an "alarm clock" with that name.She was so shocked that she spun around and pushed her dress down.. Removing her panties completely she walks around the table naked with her cock jutting out and I almost cum right there.She sees my cock twitch in approval as my eyes are locked on her cock. She smiles wickedly at me as if to say “yeah, I know you want my cock bitch!”Getting up on the table she scoots between my legs and lifts them in the air. She puts on a condom and coats it with oil as she pushes my legs back farther so my asshole is easily accessible.I am so turned on, I feel my pre-cum. It was a quite tight bind-up, so I almost had to stand on my toes in order not to get strangled. Spit was oozing down my chin and chest at this time, with my painfully hard cock joining the fun with an amble amount of pre-cum dripping down my legs.My Master then produced a rather large log of wood, with a rope tied to it. He slung the rope my balls were tied with up over another tree branch, and fastened the log to it, hoisting the log up while tightening the rope ever more, until the log was.