Her pussy lips hanging down, visible as she got closer. I pulled her down, flipped her over, pushed her legs back over her head and slide my bare cock...right into her wet pussy. "OH GOD YES", she whispered in my ear. I started pounding her faster and deeper. "Michael, will you be My Daddy"?….Which made me fuck her with even more force. "I want you to fill my pussy up with your cum, please Daddy". We fucked till around five in the morning. Wanda fell asleep with 3 loads of cum in her pussy…she. I tried to give myself over to this situation, to let the straps hold me. But the feeling of another aroused body strapped to my own made it very difficult. I felt as if my sex was beating with a rhythm of its own, pulsing inside its steel prison like a living thing with its own heartbeat. I ground my pelvis, trying to stimulate myself, but the smooth steel of the chastity belt was impervious to my attempts. I was conquered, and the feeling was delicious. I stopped moving and let myself go. "Matt was so surprised at seeing Bob that he never saw the right cross that sent him tumbling to the floor. Bob stepped inside and kicked the door shut behind him."Why am I supposed to be in Atlanta Matt? To take care of legitimate business or to get me out of the way?" Bob reached down to help the older man to his feet."Who is it Matt?" a voice called. In a voice slurred because of a fat lip Matt said, "It's Bob sweetheart. He's here about a business matter."Matt turned and walked toward his. Then she gave me the first stroke. I can tell you it hurt like crazy as it was like a cold caning and my bottom was so stretched. I know I cried out. Then the cow tells me off again before she taps my bum and next moment the second stroke. I cry out again.”Helen asked, “Legs together or apart?”“Apart, and when I didn’t have them apart enough she stuck the cane between my legs and flicked my inner thighs until I was really far apart and knew it would hurt even more. Anyway, she only gave me a.