Pat continued to glare at Brendan's creation. 'And you expect me to fool the Old Man with that obscene outfit?'He moved closer, noting how she didn't ...back away this time. 'He's nearsighted, he's half-senile, and like all men, when he's bursting to get his end away, he won't stop to ask questions first.'Pat's face was still screwed up with disgust. 'I probably won't even fit into it, anyway.''I made it out of a couple of the Old Man's punctured, discarded girlfriends; it should be big enough to. ?Then again, maybe I should give you a choice. How ‘bout either a fucking or a discipline session. Maybe use some clamps on those titties, or how ‘bout a strap applied across your butt ‘till you can’t sit on its welts? Maybe even a piercing of a nipple, maybe something else, like this clit stretched with weights or maybe waving a lit candle back and forth beneath it? I’m not sure; I guess I could let you help choose, that’s a lot of maybes.?Still pinching her clit with a little more force,. " Jill removed her panties. She guided her husband to kneel facing the bed as she sat in front of him. Jill was already wet from the excitement of the spanking. Greg could smell her, and wanted her. She spread her legs and pulled his head between her thighs. Greg's tongue made contact with his wife's sex; she fell back slowly onto the bed. Greg loved to pleasure his wife. He felt like he could lick her hours, running his has all over her body while never taking his mouth away. Jill moaned and. "She helps you get settled and closes the padded lid of the box so the opening is directly above your waiting mouth.You are slightly puzzled as you feel Her take hold of your cock and slide something down so it sits at the base of your shaft and rests on your balls.You don't have too much time to ponder as footsteps approach and your first client arrivesSuddenly the light is cut off as the lady sits down.A jolt runs through you as the ring buzzes ever so slightly. The Mistress voice whispers to.