She was beyond reading him, trying to work out what was driving the man she thought she’d been getting to know. All she could feel was the tease of ...hat orgasm, ever-impending and just beyond her reach. He was taunting her as he toyed: ‘So close, Daniella, and you want it so, so bad, don’t you, sweetheart?’ He unbuttoned his shirt and tore it off on a sudden impulse, the vibrator left humming busily on the chair between her thighs. Then he pressed himself close to her, his hard, lean pectoral. "No, it's okay," Eliza's voice trailed off as I pulled the door open.As the quick puff of steam cleared, I was greeted by the most fantastic sight. Instead of plates and mugs, it contained dildos and beads."Oh! Sorry, sis." I knew she had toys; she had bought me my first dildo, but this was quite a collection.Eliza, slightly pink-cheeked even with the dark makeup, grabbed a handful of kitchen towels and moved beside me to empty the washer."I just thought with mum being out, it was a good time. His house slave, Maja used to be her name, he recalled idly, had taken it in hand as soon as it had leaned into the car.First, to make sure it didn't use its mouth unnecessarily, a large penis gag had been inserted, his house slave being none too gentle. Then it had been stripped, its lithe body exposed, its soft flesh smooth and white, its cheeks blushing nicely in humiliation at the ungentle handling. Its head had been pulled brutally back by its hair, its septum stud replaced by a large. Her firm breasts were getting crushed on my hard chest. My tool got rock hard and touched her lower belly.I kissed all over her face, throat, ears, and eyes. I could sense that she was enjoying that to the core. After a few more hugs and kisses, she told me that it was her birthday. I told her that I was her birthday present.Then I jokingly asked her to be in the birthday dress if it was her birthday that day. She got confused but then understood that I was asking her to get naked. She blushed.