Moving my pillows behind me, leaning back upon them, resting against them, letting my body relax. I take my lube and coat the bulbous head of the glas...s dildo. Cheekily grinning into the camera, moving the dildo down over my body till its head just rests at my slit. Angling it so the blue shaft of it lay over my slit, head pressed up against my ass. Pressing it against my hole, biting my lower lip, slipping it in, moving it so it slides deep. That intense feeling of being stretched all. The light was rather low on the porch, not dark, but not really bright. I couldn’t make out all the details of her incredible eyes, but felt their pull and let myself be taken into them. She did the same and we merged. Our souls touched. That much I know for sure. It is not a theory. It was Leonardo da Vinci who said, “The eyes are the gateway to the soul”, and he was sooooo right! Stefani and I were totally joined as we slowly removed each other’s clothes and got into the tub.“May I. Stunned and out of breath, he maneuvered himself so that he was sitting on the bed edge facing the windows.Cyndi got up with a languid stretch and disappeared into the bathroom. Seconds later we could hear the shower running. He probably wouldn’t mind one himself, or better still, to join her in hers. He can wait his turn.It dawned on him that his wrists were still locked behind his back, and that the lime green handcuffs weren't budging.“Take these off, kitten?” he called, finally remembering. We all sat in the dining table i was sitting with the hubby in one side and nikita was opposite to me...she made raita ;chilli panner paratha and fried rice..when she bent down to serve food at my plate my eyes was on her boobs..i got hard seeing then we were talking on random topic at the dinner i was getting bored i moved my leg forward under the table and touched her feet it was so soft she looked at me smiled and responded positivly somehow the hubby noticed but he did not said anything.