On my way home I met her just before the border at a hotel and knocked on her door. She answered wearing jeans and a tank top with no bra. She had lon...g brown hair down to her shoulders, big saggy tits with erect nipples, and a monster ass begging to pop out of her jeans. Plus I noticed a tongue ring as she said she needed to clean up. She told me to make myself comfortable and I and took my clothes off and waited for her on the sofa while I watched her strip and walk to the shower. My cock was. After about fifteen minutes we gathered back into the dungeon, and I had some clover clamps laid out on the table."What are those for?" Emily asked"Those are nipple clamps." Carolyn asked. "That's right sweetie. Ok both of you, come over here and face each other, about two feet apart." They did so, as I locked Lindsey into the upright cage, handcuffed behind her back with a vibrator stuffed in her pussy, and clamps on her nipples with the chain wrapped around the bars of the cage so if she. Her name was Traci. She was about five feet six inches tall and about a hundred and twenty pounds. She was the girl next type. You know the type, but of course they never lived next door to me, damn it. Her hair had been frosted to the point where it looked almost silver on the outside. It was shaggy and curly and actually looked messy but beautiful.Traci dropped a bunch of cards on the floor and then squatted down to pick them up. I had a perfectly clear view between her legs at her lacy pink. She really had no idea what time she’d finally passed out, but she was sure it had been late. She felt too well-fucked for it not to have been.She liked the sound of those words. She’d been well-fucked. She’d been well-fucked by Calix. After all her time pining over him, she’d finally done the deed, and it was even better because she knew she’d be doing the deed with him a lot. She was going to have his baby, after all. Getting pregnant would take time.She frowned. Only it hadn’t been fucking –.