The couple sat by the fire, their heads bent together in conversation. Emma was across the room, a book opened on her lap. She was fond of books, he ...oticed and wondered if she would like the family collection in his villa in Italy. There, hundreds of volumes in Latin, Italian and English lined the shelves in a room of Renaissance splendor. He could imagine her curled up in the worn leather high-backed chair, whiling away the afternoon hours with a book, a cup of tea at hand. The light was. My dick is still steel hard and throbbing. Suddenly, Claire looks at me in shock. “You’re still hard!” she exclaims. “I felt you cum and you’re still hard!” “Its being with you babe” I replied and started moving my hips in and out of her delicious cunt again. She drew in a huge breath, arched her back and closed her eyes. We were both ready to go again. This was going to be a night we’d both remember all our lives. The next four hours were a blur of lips, hair, tits, hands, arms, legs, cunt,. Thodi der baad mai apna lund shruti ki chut pe ragarne laga. Wo pagal ho uthi usne kaha andar bhi dalo na kyu tarpa rahe ho. Maine halka sa zor lagaya to lund thoda sa andar chala gaya aur wo chilla uthi. Tabhi shefali ne apna 1 boob uske muh me daal diya aur mere hotho ko chumne lagi. Thodi der baad jab uska dard thoda kam hua to maine fir zor lagaya.Ab mera aadha lund uski chut me tha aur uski chut se khoon behne laga tha. Wo dard se tadap rahi thi. Mai aise hi pada rahkar uske hotho ko. � Two walls were mirrored from the tiled floor to the black painted ceiling.� An incredible array of whips, restraints, gags and harnesses hung from the peg strips that circled the room at waist height.� Pushed into the near corner was a heavily padded sawhorse.� The room itself was dominated by a seven -foot wooden X-frame that was solid as an oak.�� Both the horse and the frame were dotted with steel eyebolts, some which sported dangling chains or cuffs.� All of this equipment looked well.