. and Nicky ... far too much to spend eternity without them,” Chelsea asserted for her part.“I don’t care if Nicky is a boy, girl, futa, whateve... ... Nicky is my soulmate. When Nicky’s soul goes, so does mine. Forever. Even if it did mean torment, I would be there to suffer it at Nicky’s side. Same is true with Dave, he is beloved ... he is papi, too ... though Nicky is my soulmate. I think it’s the opposite for Chelsea, isn’t it, Chels. You adore Nicky, but for you, Dave comes first,” Monica. The silkiness of my pussy lips and clit, felt so good to my fingertips. To this day, I find it so hot to watch a man tasting his own cum. After Sharon was naked, he grabbed her by the waist, and flung her toward the head of the bed. He grabbed her face and kissed her passionately. It was a feverish kiss, filled with taboo, wicked, lustful passion. The room was filled with this passion. I felt like I could feel and taste it. I watched as he grabbed her wrist . He pulled her hands up to the post. "Michelle had not expected that. She expected to be bent over again for yet another whacking. Shuffling sheepishly forward the four or five feet she stopped by Mr Jones who was perched on the edge of the desk.“So Jenkins you disgusting girl, it would seem that you must enjoy having your backside walloped because you have something pointing in my direction that needs taking care of.”With that and before Michelle knew what was happening the right hand took hold of it. Her face registered a. I was spread quite wide, and the man felt up my legs when he did this. Sir came over with a set of clamps."This won't hurt," he promised, clipping the clamps into my hardening nipples. The little bells on the clamps rang whenever I moved. There were also little black and red tassles on them. Sir and the man looked at me, talking quietly, then left the room.It must have been awhile before they returned, because my wrists and ankles. were quite sore. They came back in laughing, and the man was.