When Jon came home he was in a bad mood and had me ‘assume the position’ as soon as he walked in the door. I had to stay like that while he got his own tea then he took me up to the punishment room and had me lay face down on the floor while he put the velcro and nylon wrist and ankle cuffs on me. He attached ropes to them and put a support strap under my waist and then got the electric motor to pull me up to what I call ‘dick height’. My arms and legs were stretch-out wide and it was a bit uncomfortable, but not too bad, which was a good job as he left me there all night. But that was after he had put the ball gag on me and given me 50 strokes with his leather belt. I was trying to count them but it was impossible with the ball gag on. After 25, Jon changed position and started getting the belt to go down between my legs and onto my pussy. Jon seemed to be putting more and more effort into each stroke; I suppose he was trying to get rid of his anger. I don’t know who’d upset him, but he was taking it out on my backside. I was crying quite a lot by the time I got the 40th stroke and my pussy was really throbbing. At the same time I could feel my juices flowing and I knew that it wouldn’t be long before I had an orgasm. The last 5 strokes all landed on my clit and by the end it felt blonde as big as Jon’s dick. No sooner than Jon had given me the 50th stroke he was stood in between me and was pumping into me like a steam engine. I came again just as he shot his load into me. Saturday November 14 I didn’t see Jon again until he lowered me down in the morning and I was glad that Jon always left the central heating on over-night. I had managed to get some sleep but I was aching all over. Not to mention my bum and clit that was still sore. As he let me down Jon asked me, in a quiet calm voice, if I was okay and even rubbed some cream into my sore bum. His bad mood had obviously gone and he was back to his normal self. I had a long soak in the bath, then some breakfast before I put on shoes, dress and a coat and we went to Birmingham shopping for a leotard. We went into loads of sports shops but could only find gangbang big thick ones that looked as if they were designed for Grannies. In the end Jon told me to get some more of the thin white Lycra and make one myself. He said that it had to be low cut at the front, back and sides, and high cut at the sides. In mature other words it had to anal be almost side-less. He also said that it had to have a narrow crotch with only a thin strip going between my cheeks. As he was describing it I thought that it might as well be a few lengths of string tied together at the appropriate places. After we gave-up on the leotard we had some lunch in the cafe of one of the big department stores. It was in there that Jon decided that we would go to some car showrooms and have a blowjob look at some new cars. Not that Jon was thinking of buying one, it was just to look - and for Jon to show-off my ass. It took me a few minutes before I could move. Niky followed me but just Naked as she was. "You want to marry...Alexis?" I called to ask a couple of things. gangbang Mariana replied, “Promise blowjob me it will be a secret between us , at least for now, I feel you can handle such a secret specially after the way you made love to me today which I didn’t expect but I appreciate it more than you can imagine.” "What a sweet little cunt! Sitting beside me, the top of little Pakpao’s head barely came up my chin. “Yes, she deserves it. Holly kissed me full on the mouth warm soft lips were melting my cold ability to resist. Then he grabbed the bag under the bed and ripped a blindfold out, cinching it tightly around her pretty blonde head before she ever had a chance to see his face. Make sure you catch it all and don’t spill it!” The two women looked at each other, then anal at me, then at each other again. She then moved to Mike's room and again she started to rub her crotch and her other hand went up to her breasts. If he took new shots of her and they ever got back to her boyfriend there would be hell to pay. I like girls, too. Still looking at her and smiling, I began to walk out the door. you're awake! “Maybe, but should I even bother?” Brian’s muffled voice answered. “Sexually satisfying?” The next few hours passed slowly as I tried to concentrate on what was on the mature TV but I couldn’t get the image of Jarrod out blonde of my mind. I felt her lips sliding against the circumference of my shaft, and moaned. She held the Hispanic girl's arm. “So, you want me to do other taboos that I might not think of on my own to find out if they can handle it?” "Fuck, James, I'm so fucking close! “You are going to love hearing about my lunch date with sweet little Rosa.” It was my fault. Ann slowly sucked each of Keegan’s fingers, staring directly into his eyes through the faint bus light.