Ya ya....there is a reason I have a wrought iron four poster bed you know...so there is a top bed post for you to grab hold of. Keep yourself stretche...d taut for me. Oh you look so cute in those panties. All stretched out for me...mmmmm. I have another surprise for you love.No! Don't turn around to look. You face forward, let me get my present. I'll be right back. mmmmm...here it is. Now...I'm going to get you to bend over the bed. Awww yes...just like that. And I'll push aside that pretty pink. After a few days of listening to every ones stories and experiences as well as some looking around and some minor hacking when needed here and there, he discovered that something very powerful and very controlling had almost taken over the entire net. The realization that something like this could have happened and the possibility that it could just as easily happen again made Greg believe that programs like his were needed more than ever, however some new alterations needed to be added to his. Such was my soaring arousal I could not help but emit sounds, noises of pleasure, released in syncopation with the movements of his fingers around my sex. He concentrated on my clitoris, working it slowly and delicately, as though not wanting to rush. With teamwork that seemed too practiced to be off the cuff, Christian’s long and dextrous fingers replaced Ben’s in manipulating my hole. This was arousal as I had not experienced it since I was young woman in the throes of being a newlywed, and. I looked at her body there on the metal table. Her knees were stretched to breaking, ropes pulled them open wide and upward toward her shoulders. A single leather strap across her hips kept her back against the table and her torso exposed. A metal collar around her neck and one more at each wrist kept her open and exposed. It was the minimum amount of restraint I could imagine and gave me the maximum amount of flesh to work with.While she snorted and sputtered, her entire head on fire, I went.