She still felt like heaven, sweet smelling soft and sensual heaven. She held on for quite a while and so did I, flashing back to our always hot and s...weaty fucking. But in that time I breathed the smell of her hair which was shorter but not above the shoulders, she still felt like home to me. She wore a tight red ribbed top with wide open collar so you could see her pale shoulders and green spaghetti straps which looked like a bikini top showing under the shirt. She had on a pair of tight. I palmed her breast, kneading it whilst feeling the large hard nipple rub against my own.A finger, I don’t know whose pressed against my ass and it sent me over the edge. I rode the fingers of my mystery lover as my second orgasm of the night shook my body.“Sandy, Sandy!” Savvy’s voice.“Savvy, over here.”The strobe flashed like lighting as I caught a glance of Savvy, her hair now out of its braid, her trousers now clutched in one hand she was standing by a tall totally naked black girl wearing. 4pm I was summoned to wash her in the shower, she fixed my left hand to my waist chain then fitted a big sponge mitten on my right hand and blind fold me.She then removed my chastity device freeing my straining cock; she then stripped wiping some of her underwear over my face and cock asking me if I was enjoying her. I then have to wash her all over with my mitted hand I know I am going all over her but have no sense of feel nor can I see her naked body, my cock pulsate so hard, she turned. He continued to pull at her left nipple, her gasping, breathless yelps coincided with each pinch or tug. Her tongue slipped, with frequent and frenetic stabs, from between her parted lips, lips so wet that saliva trickled unchecked from them, dripping down her chin. She was lost in physical sensations unparalleled in her experience. Her husband had never felt her in this way. The old gentleman’s fingers felt incredible. She revelled in their roughness, their skin was rough, their probing.