As I lay there, in the semi-darkness, and did not know whether I should be happy or afraid now.
Finally I had it so desired. But I was suddenly no longer sure whether the thing will turn out good or bad for me. I had told her about my preferences. "No Problem, "she had replied laconically.
Now I was so there, naked, like Jesus on the cross I lay on the bed. My hands were tied by means of padded cuffs to the wrought iron bedstead. The feet also. I was comfortable to move but I could hardly contain myself. The head was a wool scarf that she had me wrapped around his neck, fixed on the mattress.
A little headache I had and it felt good to lie just like that and do nothing can. The headaches resulted from the knock-out drops, they had me mixed in my drink. They belonged to the plan, because ultimately I would be her helpless.
The door opened and they entered the room. Blinded by the light I saw it only dimly. She closed the door behind him so that I could now see better. She wore a dream of a red, sleeveless mohair dress that emphasized her figure. The hem of the dress went to her mid thigh. The lush breasts came into its own. The long turtleneck enclosed the long slender neck. Her auburn hair was brown with a hair band, which was knitted from mohair and wool raised and undulated across the shoulders.
given them wore black stockings that were knitted from mohair wool. Which, up to the elbows reaching gloves were knitted from the finest black angora.
She stood by the bed and looked at me from above.
I had told her that I leave on wool, but in my wildest dreams I could never have imagined, to see my wishes fulfilled so perfectly.
My penis reacted instantly. It swelled to an unprecedented harshness. I could not wait to see what would now.
Silently they sat right by me on the bed and leaned with her right hand on my left side. It touched her dream dress my body. The horniness grabbed me even more. To feel the itchy wool on the skin left my heart still higher . Beat
She leaned over me, as if to kiss me. I looked into her brown eyes. Its gently tinted red lips were moist, her mouth half open, so I could see its impeccable white teeth. She passed her lascivious tongue over his lips. I wanted to kiss her and lift my head, but that was not because my head was so firmly bound. It choked me only, so I groaned slightly whether the impotence.
started very slowly it with their gloved hands to caress my body. The woolly feeling on my skin made me still be horny. Gently she massaged my nipples. Then I am leaving totally. She knew. It took me almost out of his mind, for she knew how to make me almost mad. My pulse was to 180 I hyperventilate. As she pressed her breasts into my face. The scratchy wool are still made me hornier. But now that I could breathe only reduced further, again reassured the breathing. She put himself entirely to me and rubbed her body against mine. I enjoyed feeling the soft, yet slightly scratchy wool on my skin. My penis was swollen to bursting. The testicles hurt, I wanted to get into it, wanted to salvation, but she let me fidget. I wanted to grab her and tore at the bonds, which yielded not. I lay there totally helpless, excited, horny, like a madman and had let me go through what they had planned ...
She got up and sat on my chest. She pressed my head between your knees. I saw her woolly, of course, slip. She pressed her pubic mound now in my face and asked me to massage her vagina with my mouth. I tried to move the slip with the tongue so that I could reach her pussy and clitoris, but not succeeded. So I massaged by mouth and my teeth as best I could. It excited me even more. But she too was excited, because the wool was not only my saliva always moist. She turned around and sat down on my face now. She rubbed her vagina in my face. With her hands she finally began to edit my penis. With lust, I groaned aloud. This caused her legs firmly together and press to even more to me. She grabbed the erect penis and pushed the foreskin fully back. She bent low and covered the glans with her plump full lips. With the tongue she rubbed the glans with his teeth and nibbled on the penis. I was almost mad. Lust before I screamed and wanted to ask them to let me come anyway. But more than an unintelligible moaning I brought out not because they're still sitting on me and her woolen slip, which was already wet and more wet, like a gag worked.
She sucked and nibbled, rubbing my penis, so that I almost came. I squirmed under her, I tried to free ... but kept the chains.
let you be my penis, got up and looked at again with my nipples. She sat down on my belly. My penis touched her sexy ass. I wanted to push him into it with her. There was an attempt. She bent lower and kissed me passionately at last. She rammed her tongue in my mouth. I returned her kiss and pressed my tongue against her. She seemed only to have to wait, for now she put on my tongue so much that I felt she would taken out of my mouth. Somehow it hurt, but it was just awesome, so that one could not speak of pain. She rubbed her vagina on my penis, pushed the panties aside and let my penis finally they penetrate. She sat on him and let her pelvis rhythmically circling. With their muscles they worked on him. She tensed and relaxed and played with it, so I was almost mad. The testicles did not hurt more and asked for final redemption. I begged her to let me come at last.
But she had no musical ear. They took what they needed for themselves. She came several times. Every time they realized I was about to climax, she slowed down and let cool a little.
Then she got up and lay exhausted next to me. With her tongue, she played in my ear and whispered: ". If you're a good girl, I'll leave you tomorrow, maybe come to,"
Whereupon she left the room and left me with my aching testicles and almost bursting penis are .
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