Last night in the bedroom, Martin tied me to a chair in such a delicious predicament where he had me punishing my own pussy and in his words, it was a home, fucking run! Tonight he wanted to duplicate that in the playroom. Everything in the playroom is always a different story than what it is in the bedroom - such a different feel and atmosphere. That must be why I somehow wasn't able to handle the duplication. It all started with the crotch rope he had that was lifting my pussy off the chair. It was excruciatingly tight to begin with that when he asked me to give him a leg, I almost couldn't ...
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Last night in the bedroom, Martin tied me to a chair in such a delicious predicament where he had me punishing my own pussy and in his words, it was a home, fucking run! Tonight he wanted to duplicate that in the playroom. Everything in the playroom is always a different story than what it is in the bedroom - such a different feel and atmosphere. That must be why I somehow wasn't able to handle the duplication. It all started with the crotch rope he had that was lifting my pussy off the chair. It was excruciatingly tight to begin with that when he asked me to give him a leg, I almost couldn't ...