When it seemed clear that Carrie was past the point of struggling, Olga retrieved a device which was attached at the foot of the table. This turned ou...t to be a halter which she slipped over Carrie's head and fastened so that Carrie's position would be maintained by three bands, two broad straps running just above and just below her breasts to keep her torso bent and a thin one running around her forehead to prevent her from dropping her head. Freed from my responsibility of holding her in. This girl had loads of confidence and smarts, which John found a huge turn-on and his cock started to swell. “How about I take A$200 back? But lets just say that tomorrow or the next day I happen to be shopping at a store where--just by chance--you happen to shop at the same time. And if that happened and while you were shopping you saw something you really liked and I--completely on the spur of the moment—happened to buy it for you?” John looked at her to see how she would react? Would she. Who knows what would happen if he unleashed me out into the streets dressed as I was with a ring gag holding my mouth open in that perfect O shape.I was led to the middle of the stage where there was a glass table. The table came up to my waist, but instead of being a traditional square, the edge furthest from me had the middle cut out, turning the table into more of a 'Y' shape. My legs were cuffed to the legs closest to me and then Brittany shoved me over the table, positioning my arms on. I somehow felt ashamed and was taking this poor horny lonely woman advantage of. She looked long and hard, and then ran out in disgust! I was shocked. I was such an asshole to think I can fuck my cousin’s mother as well as touch her sister in her sleep. Who was I was the question. So I pulled up and went into the kitchen where she was making coffee. I said I was sorry and I was excited being caught, as it was my fantasy. She said it was ok, but she felt disrespected and embarrassed. She then.