Are you that very whore?"Rekha went red hearing the word. Her legs felt as if they were filled with jelly. She did not know what was with the word but... every time she heard it, there was an effect on her body which she could not explain ever. Rekha: "Yes, I am that very friend of yours."Amit: "Sorry, we had never met before so how was I supposed to recognize you. Besides you look more like a sexy housewife and not a whore. Pardon me for the confusion."Rekha was taken aback by this bold approach. A collection of various size and color and material dildos. Wireless headphones that played selectable binaural beats at a controllable volume but never off. These were sewn to her ears, and only allowed them to sleep for a few minutes every few hours. They had relay microphones so he could still hear her scream. The entire chamber was waterproofed and every six hours the chamber filled with heavy epsom salt water to a level just above the cushions. The lights and pornography and binaurals. His family is waiting for him back in California and he wants to get back to them.Even though John enjoyed watching the Vegas-strippers with their big, fake tits dancing around the poles in the casino theaters, he never considered their lustful offers of nightly pleasures (even though he wasn't that particularly handsome). This is what makes John interesting: sure he had a few girlfriends in high school, but he lost his virginity to his wife when they met and fell in love in college. Soon after. It would be so nice to fuck you two hot guys and not be worried about bad manners or grumpy boyfriends”I looked at her trim tight ass with pussy juice running down her inside legs and could not imagine any guy not liking her. Cheryl grabbed a towel and dried her inside legs and pussy lips. We jumped in my car and were at the beach right on 6pm. We walked up a small path to a private viewing point and Nic was there already. The sun was just disappearing below the ocean horizon.I introduced.