I am a woman in my mid thirties, in my sexual peak, not too overly obsessed about my looks, and if I am honest with you, I do feel dissociated from me..., but at the same time aware of their sexual desire for me.Some might classify me as a tease, and again if I am totally honest, I am a woman who does masturbate a lot, sometimes averaging three to four times daily, a little obsessive I agree, but I never seem to hurt from such excessive vaginal manipulation, I feel pleasure, on a constant high,. But it didn't. Oh, how I would have loved to get my dick out and unload all over her ass, her back, perhaps even her hair if I could reach it. That thought itself almost made me do it. But something was holding me back; the sudden realization that I could never forgive myself for wasting wave after wave of cum. To see it land on her body, to have to clean it up, to make sure there weren't any traces. In a moment of clear brain functionality, I decided I had to hide the evidence. And I had to. This time, she used handcuffs which she had bought online without his knowledge.She then made her hubby Rahul lie in doggy style with the support of his legs and pillows under his face and tied his hands back. Then she started fingering his butt holes with the middle finger. With the other hand on his dick, she started giving him a hand-job. She was pausing in between and was squeezing his balls.Pooja slapped Rahul’s ass, balls, and dick very hard and made him scream his lungs out. She then. He clearly is not excited about attending a company required New Year’s Eve party. He’s even more upset at having Kenny as his boss. I can sympathize with Rick. Kenny can be a real bastard! What is it about grown men with little boy names, they think they can misbehave with no consequences. Kenny, not Ken or Kenneth, a spoiled brat always wanted his own way. Kenny provided valet parking for all his guests. He hired six college coeds to park the cars, they all had matching outfits; white tight.