When I return, you’re drinking coffee and scanning the Sunday paper. Anal sex You kick a footstool into position and attach pulleys to the hooks so the rope ends hang down to the floor while a great loop drapes down in between. It’s a tampon I forgot to take out after douching.”
“I’ve always wanted to pull on one of those strings” you laugh, and grabbing a handy tissue, you slowly pull the string from my pussy until the tampon plops out onto the tissue. As I stepped out of the bathroom, you opened your eyes and grinned. We get home, traipse inside and I call the number. Oh well. The rope runs smoothly over the pulleys and soon my legs are spread as wide as they can go. The rope runs smoothly over the pulleys and soon my legs are spread as wide as they can go. You begin to fuck my mouth just as though you are in my pussy. I can’t really see what’s going on back there but I feel you reach over with one hand and flip my skirt up, leaving me totally exposed.
