” I glance to you for the third time, seeing clearly that the game is thrilling us both. If it were possible for a hard-on to destroy a decent pair ...of jeans yours would be unapologetically torn in the front.“Baby doll.”“Yes?” I squeal in delight, loving your pet names. Now my sweetheart neckline has fallen past my hips and slid down my restless thighs. I am almost nude before you. The silken material tickles on its descent.“Don’t hide yourself. I order you to show me.”I look down to see both. ” Was she even capable of those tasks. There was only one way to find out.“Hey Julie, will you come here please.” He watched as Julie placed a dish on the counter and then with such ease, she moved towards him, where he was still seated on the couch. She stood right in front of him. He reached out and gently touched the hem of her skirt.“Hey Julie, can you suck my dick?” Even he was surprised at how quickly he asked without even hesitating. Before he could even think of any consequences, she. A moment more, and I had fettered him to the granite. I shiver. In the story, Montresor takes revenge upon Fortunato by walling him up within the catacombs and leaving him there to die. It's a creepy image. No sooner have I been shackled, then Mistress shows me what she was carrying in her hand. Two clothespins. "Put these on your nipples, you stupid foul-mouthed slut," Mistress orders. I grimace, but inwardly, careful to not let my displeasure show on my face. Mistress knows how much I hate. She felt me up too pulling my dick from my pants and started to stroke it. Then she knelt on the floor and sucked my cock. "I love the smell of pussy on your cock." She said as she worked my shaft. I pulled her top off then her bra. Her tits were nothing to write home about but they were tits and she had big hard nipples. Then she stood up and we both undressed the rest of the way. I pushed her onto the floor and buried my face in her snatch. She was wet, and her bush was not trimmed and neat.