He even managed to send me to Harvard Business School.”“Well we went through quite a hard time, and I will do anything to see that doesn’t happe...n again.”Bradley smiled, and she realised just then how her words must have sounded. “I... I didn’t mean that to sound the way it did.”He laughed. “That’s okay. I think I know what you mean though. My mother was the same.”Their conversation changed the subject matter and he spoke about his wife and family back in New York. “I will bring them over here. My wish was granted. She lapped at her daughter’s pelt the way a cat grooms her kittens. Joan continued fondling Karen’s breasts as she fucked her pussy with her long tongue. Most of her effort went into working her tongue around inside Karen’s fuck-hole, but she stopped occasionally and lavished attention on every inch of that pussy.“Come and get this hair off of my tongue,” Joan said. “I can’t find it.” I sat on the bed and examined her extended tongue. Even as I was reaching for the hair I. Emma's pussy gushes thick creamy cunt juices onto the dominatrix's fake cock.... As the man that was fucking her throat pulls out, Emma sucks breath after breath, then moans and groans as the orgasm and shocks wrack her body. Finally Emma can stand no more and goes limp in the stocks hanging by her wrists and throat. Oh my, Says the Dominatrix as she grins looking down at Emma slowly strangling in the stocks. Well we can't have this can we? She frees the top bar of the stocks and Emma flops to. Again I started fucking her slowly and gradually increasing my speed. Preeti was just watching us fucking and smiling.Me: Why are you just looking?Preeti: What can I do? You both look so indulge with yourself.Me: Come here, kiss me and play with her clitoris.Preeti acknowledged and came near me and grabbed Meenal’s left leg. I ran my finger from Preeti’s ass to her neck. I pulled her and started kissing. Meanwhile, she started playing with Meenal’s clitoris. This proved to be too much for.