Ana felt like a school girl almost, hiding and sneaking to experience somethingso sensual that words paled to describe it properly. Oh, Ana was gettin...g indeep, way too deep. She lay back upon the bed with toys along side. Fingerspulled the dress up as hands yanked the panties down. She unbuttoned her blouseso that she had access to everything but could quickly cover up if someonecame home early. Ana was so focused on Weston that nothing in the world seemedmore important than pleasing Him and. For the next few hours they had sex while I watched from the cage. Every so often one of the men would come over and have me suck their cock through the cage or Terri would come over and take a load of cum from her cunt or her arse and have me lick it off her hand. Once she came over with a mouthful and spat it in my face. They eventually fell asleep and I followed with an uncomfortable night’s sleep in the cage. The next morning they showered and had breakfast while I was brought a bowl of. Emily had been Susan’s classmate in high school. They went to the same university but took different paths. Susan went to architecture school and Emily did degrees in English and was now a lecturer in the English department of the local university. Susan ran her own architecture practice with three partners. That was not the only difference between them. It was in their freshman year that Emily confessed to Susan that she was bisexual and expressed concern that this might spoil their. I would bite his neck and shoulders, hard. I loved the feeling of the flesh under his skin breaking as I bit into him. Whenever I did this, he would gasp and grab me tightly in his arms, squeezing me until I released the pressure. He would more often than not end up with a variety of yellow and grey bruises all over his body that wouldn't fade for almost a week.He undid my bra, put his hand inside my shirt, and grabbed one of my tits. I'm reasonably gifted in that department – I wear a 12D –.