Reaching down she she slid a her finger into her tight cunt noticing how wet she was and feeling horny she snapped a couple pics of her playing with h...rself. She slipped into her new lingerie checking to make sure her breast were held up just right. Spinning around to take a look of her ass giving it a light squeeze satisfied by the way she looked. She started to slip her jeans back on leaving the lingerie underneath her followed by her top. She checked herself in the mirror “Perfect” she said. Jack then moved the punch a little further out on the tongue and did it again. He then inserted the stud in the first hole and attached the ball on the end, then wrapped the ring in the second hole and around the tip of the tongue. When he finished soldering it closed, Sandy could be secured by locking a leash to the tongue and lead around by the mouth. Jack wondered what a blow-job would feel like with the new additions. Jack then removed the clamp, forceps, and ring gag. Sandy closed her. Soon she was sliding along my cock and making strong grunting sounds with each thrust. “Oh yes.” She said repeatedly. I started to fuck her a little harder, “That’s okay.” She gasped. “A little more… more.” I pushed into her I looked across the room at the screen; my cock was pushing deep into her cunt, with her lips gripping it like a vice. I saw my legs and her pussy and butt were covered in blood, not wishing her to see this I pulled her head down into my chest and fucked up harder and. When she got there, she could hear the TV playing, so she knocked on the door. Greg thought he heard knocking. He opened his eyes and realized he was sitting in his recliner in front of the TV, and that it was nearly dark. The knocking continued. ‘Greg? Are you home?’ a feminine voice called. Greg recognized Fran Martin’s voice. He got out of the chair, made sure his bathrobe was belted securely around him, and went to the door. Fran looked at Greg, who was wearing his bathrobe, and felt.