This is some torture chamber;Jo thought and sat down on the bed. Her hand rested on the sheet, it was cooland smooth. This wasn't satin or silk, Jo th...ught and leant down and sniffedit. The sheet and the pillows were made of latex! Attached by chains to thehead and footboards were cuffs and a padded collar. Her mind was in a whirl,and her eyes traversed the room again. On one side was a padded table boltedto the floor and with straps along the sides and legs. A vaulting horse, likefrom a school. "Punish me with your thick tool!"He threw me down on my bed, shoved a pillow underneath my stomach, and knelt behind me. I heard his pants unzip; his cock smacked my plump, smarting asscheek. "Little sluts like you need a hard rod to keep you in line!" he groaned as he shoved his cock into me."Fuck me! Pound my little snatch!" I groaned. "Punish me!"My bed creaked as he slammed his cock into me. The angle let him drive deep, his cock rubbing down the top of my hole, brushing my G-spot. I. He asked how much for an ounce and translated the impossible number of Turkish Lire into Sterling. It came to about £45.00 and Mark tried to hide his elation. An ounce here cost less than half the price back home and for a moment he was tempted to ask for more then remembered he had a long way to go. An ounce would do. He haggled half-heartedly but when Hassan made it plain that was the going price and wouldn't budge he nodded and sealed the deal with more tea."Is it okay to smoke here?" He. ”Me: It’s ok.She: I put the cartoon on YouTube for my daughter, and my son is in an online class. My mom-in-law will sleep deeply as the doctor gave her a sleeping dose.Me: Ok, relax.She: Leave now.Me: Now. Give me 5 minutes at least.She: No, I am afraid. Please go.Me: Ok, hug and kiss.I started to hug her, and slowly our lips were connected. I don’t know what happened to us. Our liplock kiss becomes more passionate. Our tongue got twisted, and saliva was exchanging. I started to press her boob.