Janis was under the covers naked when he returned to her. She had laid out rope, blindfold, butt insertions plug and lube. When objects he approached her side of the bed she smiled and extended her hands to him wrist together. He tied her wrist to the head board, blindfolded her, pulling the covers from her naked body he roll her onto her stomach. He generously lubed her fetish ass and the plug. He slowly pressed it into her ass making her moan with pleasure. Patted her butt, kissed her and said goodnight, love. As she lay on her side under the covers. She said. Master do you think we could get a duplicate of your wonderful cock as a plug for tuck in nights. He laughed. “Your turn now, lover boy. "You know, Melissa. She insertions knows she is loved by everyone here and I made sure she knew she is always welcome here. Tame him with that cunt!” Chloe asked. By now, I was crying, not hard, the odd tear trickling down my face. She tugged the waistline of her shorts, slipping them down off her waist and ass. She had pretty light brown hairs…more than objects I had…and when he touched her lips she jumped and then jumped again with another lick. I let her go long enough to untie my trunks and push them to the floor. The shopping centre food hall was the best because he could hold the camera on his lap and film up my skirt with my legs open wide. Daddy's cock pumped in and out of my friend's cunt. "Sorry," I said, "didn't mean to scare you." “OK,” I responded. My Sam had to be safe. Do regret asking for this weekend with me? Oh god no Master. She didn't even know if she WANTED it to stop, now that it had started. Wow, I caught a whiff of her perfume, and the sight of her curvaceous body, I was so fucking horny. They only cared about satisfying their lusts. Of course, being so young and naive, I assumed we'd begin a fun long-distance relationship, before I eventually went to the same fetish college with him, followed by marriage, etc. Needless to say, things didn't work out that way.
The trip home was quite uneventful, I was making a mental list of everything that I had to get done before Ryan got home. I didn’t want us to have to go out for the whole weekend. I had things that I wanted us to do which didn’t involve clothes. Talking about clothes, I thought about the new dresses that Ryan was going to buy me. I went to the airport to meet Ryan and as soon as I saw him I ran to him and jumped on him. I had my arms around his neck kissing him and my legs round his waist. My skirt must have ridden up at the back because I could feel his hands on my bare butt, but I didn’t care; I was so pleased to see him. After objects a couple of minutes of non-stop kissing one of his colleagues said, “Hi Tanya, I can see your butt again.” Ryan lowered me down and I straightened my skirt. We insertions never did go out that weekend, and Ryan did forgive me for giving Alfie a blowjob. Oh, and I did get 3 new dresses. My new haircut It seemed like a good idea at the time, but it didn’t take me long to realise that I’d made a mistake. I really liked my new look, nice and short and easy to manage. Ryan said that he liked it too, but soon after he saw it he got this look on his face. “TT, we haven’t been swimming for ages, do you fancy going this weekend?” he asked. “Yeah, okay, I’ll wear the bikini top and swimming skirt again.” “No, I’ll get you something new to wear.” Ryan said. I got worried. I remembered the last time Ryan bought me a ‘swimsuit’; it turned out to be a see-through thong – no top. As usual Ryan made me wait until the very last second before letting me have my new swimsuit. We were both naked in the changing cubicle when he gave me the bag with my new costume in. I opened the bag and all I could see was a pair of swimming fetish shorts. “Oh, you got yourself a new pair of swimming shorts as well.” I said. “No, those are for you.” Ryan replied. “What, I’ll look stupid wearing those and a bikini top.” I said. “No you won’t, there’s no top.” “Are you trying to say that you want me to wear just those shorts; you can’t be serious, I’ll get kicked out.” “No you won’t. You’re always saying that your tits are so small that you look like a little girl; well now that your hair is so short you’ll look like a little boy.” That’s when I started regretting getting my hair cut so short. The refectory in the halls of residence weren’t open to non-students and weren’t much good anyway, Zoe explained. The work was rewarding and I saved about $100k per year while still having some fun and getting a degree. My objects head tossed back and forth as she loved my pussy—loved me!—with her delicious mouth. My fetish clit had grown but I think that the extra size was just swelling. When insertions I called her out on it, she gave me lip.
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