” “If I make this birdie putt you are going to get kissed anyway, so that’s no bet. I need some inspiration,” he said, stroking his chin as if... pondering the right choice. “How ‘bout, if I make this putt you take off your skirt and play the next hole in your Victoria’s Secret panties?” Angie turned to look around. Seeing no one behind them she answered, “Sure … I don’t think you can make the putt. I’ll make that bet.” Now with some incentive, Ben studied the putt more carefully. He stepped up,. I draped my miniskirt over the chastity belt and continued. I locked two straps on my wrists, a strap around each arm above the elbow, and a very wide collar around my throat. A long strap went around my torso just below my bust, and it also locked. A locking ball gag went into my mouth and was secured. This gag had a ring on the outside of the ball, where I locked a thin strap. I fed another thin strap through the elbow straps, then locked on a leather blindfold. I did a mental check to be. This made sense I suppose, he also said it felt nice and was very normal. He said this was called masturbating or wanking and I ought to be doing it regularly, only if I felt like it. I nodded my head and mumbled that it would be nice and Tom said I could do it now if I wanted.I felt really nervous and I had never showed myself to anyone before but Tom pulled the curtains and said no-one could see in and he wouldn't tell anyone. It was hard to hide the fact that I had an erection and I was. I was growing increasingly anxious to see more of this gorgeous succubus’ body. At last, I couldn’t resist her anymore. I seized her head and slid my dick down her throat, without warning. Although surprised, Jenna recovered well and began trying to milk me with her throat. Never easing up, she fingered herself harder and faster. The longer I held her, the faster she fucked her sopping hole, whimpering and moaning with excitement. Her hips bucked against her hand and her whole body was moving.