"Bend over the foot of the bed, woman!" Bernard commanded.She turned her back to him and moved her feet far apart on the bedroom floor.Keeping her kne...es straight she lifted her heels and supported her weight on her toes, which arched far back.The woman raked at the bedspread with her fingernails as she bent forward at the waist, offering her buttocks to her sex master's abuse.Her fingernails were long and were manicured carefully to be very close to the same length, and they all had a common. She could not be made to feel this. She wanted to yellat him to untie her, but she knew better. He suddenly got up and left the bedfor a second. She felt so alone and cold as he was gone, her legs left spreadwide to expose this most intimate need. She wanted to cry. She could not standher position. But he had already returned. She could not see what he was doing as he crouchedover her dripping area, his back blocking her view. She jolted as she felt cold metal on her clit. Unsure of what it. I could feel the muscles of her smooth belly contorting as she tried to fight. It didn’t take long for the drug to take effect. After a few seconds her arms went limp and she slouched in my grip. I just held her like that for a moment, enjoying the sensation of her body pressed against mine. I let my hand wander from her stomach down past the waistband of her shorts. I immediately felt pubic hair; she wasn’t wearing any panties. I let my fingers explore her pussy, at first rubbing against the. What do you doSuch way we started talking and decided to be in touch via phone calls and msgs. As time passed by we started getting close to each other we started talking about our personal life all the ups and downs in our relationship. We got completely into each other sharing all the private moments we shared with our bf gf and how bad she use to feel as her break up. Thereafter we started sharing of photos on whatsap. Then we decided to meet.As decided I picked her from gangapur road and we.