After hours of hanging out at the bar, he offers to take me to his place. Better his, than mine, I think to myself. Knowing how messy mine is from thi... morning, getting ready for the interview. We take his car, me leaving mine behind. I know the owner and he doesn’t mind. Back at Scott’s, we don’t waste any time. We’re all over each other, clothes dropping as we kiss and head towards the bedroom. I can taste the beer on his lips, sucking on his tongue, moaning deeply for him. His large hands. It was about 1.00 pm, she then gave me a soft drinking drank it with one gulp.She gave me a smile and said ‘ why are you in a hurry, do you want to go out somewhere “? .I said “No Aunty”. She got up from her chair, came near me, and asked” Do you want to see me naked”? Before I could say anything, she came close to me, and kissed me on my cheeks, she pressed my head to her breasts, and said”Come in I will show you my treasures”. I just followed her like a lamb. She went into her bedroom, and. Two large, fur covered breasts hanging down and to the sides, divided by the zipper. My dick is throbbing, nearly aching from the thought of wearing the outfit and from having... fucked it. My balls are nestled into the pussy and my sparse chest hair shows between the thick fur of the suit. The suit fits me loosely and I'm starting to warm up almost uncomfortably from all the body heat trapped in the thing. The breasts are also surprisingly heavy. I grab one in each hand and fondle them. My. The prod of the gag was soaked with her saliva. She bit down, but the leather-covered foam was too resilient. It seemed like hours. Finally she settled down, resigned that there was nothing that she could do. (This is where our story began). After what seemed like another eternity, she began to worry again. What if something had happened to John? She could die bound up like this! She had to escape! Her furious struggles left her lying on her back, after thumping her head on the floor. She heard.