The nylon mask only had openings for her eyes, nostrils and mouth.- Now that you are my thing we are going to film your face while I am playing with y...ur rear end. That way it will be recorded for posterity.Saying so I fetched a camera and its small tripod and set it on the bedside table pointing straight at her face. I turned it on and adjusted the zoom and angle before setting it off to record.I repeated the treatment I had given her in the bath before introducing the probe inside her but. It looked ghastly to me, a freak show, but his cock was always standing proud and happy whenever I did it. He’d often masturbate over them and have Mrs Parslow suck them clean afterwards. It just goes to prove there’s something for everyone in this mad world of ours. Climbing over the Parslow’s back rampart wasn’t hard, per se, but it did involve making some minor alterations to the brickwork with the tip of my Cherry Red’s. By the time I’d finished carving footholds, their previously. She'd managed to ruin every single dress he'd ever gotten her, and in short order. They always got torn, or so dirty they couldn't be cleaned or something that meant she "couldn't" wear them any more. So he expected her to complain.He was wrong. She just looked at him and said "Oh."He took her all the way to Centerville, sixty miles away, because they had a small mall there. By the time they got there her eyes were shining and she was excited. She didn't get to see the city often. She took his. ” Shana kicked the sheet off her feet and dug her heels into the mattress again, lifting her ass into the air as she reached for her inners thighs with both hands. Her breasts gathered into plush mounds between her down-thrust arms, her palms grinding against the flesh of her thighs while her pussy ached and flushed. Her hands drew up along her thighs, the left drawing the gusset of her panties to the side while her right drew patterns up and down the length of her seeping pussy. “I…I want,”.