She took her boob in her hand and squeezed it. The milk from it rose up like a fountain and fell in my mouth. She continued the same and I was drinkin...g my sister’s breast milk and enjoying its taste. It was a scene to cherish – I over her with my dick in her hot vulva and she pressing her boobs to fountain her milk into my mouth.I felt that I was more energized with her milk and fucking her hard. She cooed with joy. “Orey thammudooo. Dengara.. nee akka pooku ni.. baga dengu.. AAahh.. emi mdda. Just focus on the job. I first went to the canvas bundle and unfolded it to reveal the straitjacket to her. There was no resistance from her, not even a drop of aggressiveness. She merely raised her arms out for me, calmly sauntering forth. She was compliant as well.That was strange. I opened up the jacket and slid her arms through the sleeves, tugging on the top back straps to fit her torso in. Her fingers pressed the sewn shut ends of them. She continued to examine the canvas prison as I. . “Oh, Please!” she says as she shakes and grips tighter…I can tell she is trying to hold back her sissygasm. I kiss her thighs and my tongue explores her sweet pussy so most and soft….she is moaning so loud now ... “I’m starting to loosen up. I want you sooo much!” She said. OK sweetie I say... let me roll you over on your tummy...that's it, get on your knees now...oh now I see that perfect little ass I fondled in the theater... “Mmm, yes daddy! can I call you daddy?” She asked. Oh yes, please. .You are..i would love to be Yours..i am just..Great she said, now pulling out a some cuffs from between the pillows.. Lets put these on!She pulled a chair from the table and i had to sit on it hands behind my back. She quickly put on the cuffs..High heeled she walked around the chair.. enjoying her power..Sometimes teasing me with her whip.Well she said calm and strict again lets talk and set the rules.. Rule 1: You will be always naked in my house. And you need to shave..Yes MadamRule 2: You.