“Right width for what Emily?” “For me, sorry, I tried laying across it and both my butt and head hung off the sides.” “Very good Emily, I had to guess at the width but it looks like I got it right. Did you unwrap it or did you ask the delivery guys to do it, maybe give them a little something for a tip?” “I did it, I thought that you and Oliver could take the cardboard down to the bins later. Yes I did sort of give the delivery guys a tip.” “Did you let them fuck you?” “Jeez no, if I had they would both have left here in body bags, they were ancient, I don’t know how they managed to get that up here.” “So what tip did you give them, did you give them blowjobs?” “No, I err masturbated for them.” “Good girl, I’d hate to have come home to a couple of stiffs.” “I giggled and thought about Jack’s stiff cock, which I hadn’t seen yet.” Just then the doorbell rang. “That will be the pizzas, go and get them Emily.” Without even thinking about being naked I went and opened the front door. Two male eyes suddenly opened the widest they had probably been for years. I let him stand there for a few seconds then asked him if they were for Emily. “Err, yes, err £26.30 please.” “Hang on a minute.” I replied then turned and walked over to Jack who had moved so that there was an unobstructed line of sight from him to the door just a few metres away. He had 3 tens in his hand. Just as I got to him he dropped the money expecting me to pick it up. I smiled at him knowing exactly why he had dropped it. “Thanks Jack,” I said, “now LOOK what I’ve got to do.” I said quite loudly, hoping that the pizza delivery guy was watching me. I stopped in front of Jack with my spanking feet well apart and bent at the waist BDSM keeping my knees straight. For some strange reason I had Bondage real trouble picking up those 3 pieces of paper, well plastic. I managed to sneak a quick look back through my legs and saw the guy looking at my butt and pussy. Finally standing up, I smiled at Jack then turned and walked back to the door. I watched as the guy fumbled for the change then just as he looked like he had got it I told him to keep the change. He gave me 1 more look up and down then turned and walked away. “I think that maybe you’re going to like being our little plaything.” Jack said, “maybe it’s you that actually needs us, to stop you getting into some serious trouble.” I didn’t say anything but I thought that maybe he was right, I’d changed so much in the last few weeks that I hardly recognised myself. But I was happy with the changes. I was just sorting out the pizzas when Oliver arrived home. “Still naked I see Emily, glad to see that you’re learning.” Oliver said as he plonked himself down on the sofa. “Bad day.” I asked. “Just busy.” I gave Oliver and Jake a plate, put the pizza boxes on the coffee table then sat in the chair opposite them and japan lent forward to get a slice of pizza. “You’ve got nice tits.” “Thank you Oliver.” “Come here.” Chris ordered. “She kept putting him off. Brittany cheered at the removal of the shirts, “Nice! I had talked with Josias to see if he would be amenable to letting Constance live with us. “It was him, I’m sure of it” she replied without taking her eyes from the screen, where the willing victim now lay supine while Bondage the cultists produced curved blades from the folds of their robes. This year, I got a fishnet body stocking from this lingerie website, and it’s perfect. BDSM I left Carrie talking to the receptionist and went up to my room. Just sit and shut up, I will deal with you noon. More dripped off my face. I don’t think I am, but you know who I’ll be if I don’t try to make sure Nicole has the best life she can?” I got really close to the gravestone. Mandy: You know, they say they're hung like horses. “You know, a mouth that sucked your cock recently.” But I wanna show you something," he said while he led Daisy spanking back to the living room where many works of abstract art hung on the wall. I could feel her womb swallow every blast of cum I pumped into her. I will wear a robe that constantly opens in the front no matter how tightly I tie the belt, so that any fortunate passerby may bear witness to my divine, sagging japan sack.