Maggie withdrew from the bag the last torment, the tube of lubricant, and held it a little too closely to his face. “Read the label to me, baby.�... “’Pipe Grease’” he coughed. “And …?” she persisted. “’Petroleum-Based Anal Lubricant.’” “Tell me what you want, baby” the crotch of her bikini slick, sopping, her vagina having graduated to cunt. Unmercifully, smiling knowingly, she answered for him: “You want to buttfuck me” she purred to him in a taunting little singsong, “ – you want. As I was finishing this it was fast approaching 8 o'clock, the time I had been instructed to wake her. After one final glance around to assure myself that everything was in place to be quickly ready for her when she arrived, I hurried up the stairs to her closed bedroom door, getting there just before the directed time. I took a deep breath to calm myself and then quietly opened the door and entered. There was enough light now coming through her curtained windows to see, and I knew not. We talked for half an hour or so and then returned to our respective magazines. I thought I'd positioned my magazine such that I could stare at Ann without arousing her suspicions. As I stated I got a clear erection and so brought my leg up on the recliner to hide it. Ann, slowly lowered her magazine and turned her gaze to me. I panicked and started fumbling for words. To my surprise, Ann responded, not with words, but with a gentle repositioning of herself on her recliner so that she was. She decided to try. Spanking the sucking. Deep throat and licking my cock keeping me nearly there. I wanted to rip off my bonds and grab her hair and force it down her throat. Make her drink my come but I could not she was in control. She covered her hands in baby oil and grabbed my cock wanking hard and fast ohh god I was about to come nearly there just lifting my ass off the bed cause it was going to come hard. Then she stopped I wanted to cry. 55 minutes and she wanted to make the hour at.
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