The robeshe had left for me was a filmy penoit with frills at the sleeves and hemand I headed for the bedroom.On the bed were arrayed a large number of items, absent however was themurderous corset that had imprisoned my body for the last several days.She beckoned me over and told me to turn around handing me a pair of babyblue panties. I pulled these up my nude legs and then she handed me awaist cincher to put on. I looked at this garment with little idea, butfinally wrapped it about my waist and buckled the clasps in the front.She then did up the lacing in the back and compressed my waist to form afemale curve flaring my hips and forcing my breasts up. She handed me abra and helped me put this on closing the hook-and-eye clasps in therear. Next came a dark blue garter belt with eight garters followed bysilky nylons. As with the bra she assisted me in making sure they wereattached properly. She led me to the vanity but sat me with my back tothe mirror so that she could do my. But now she had touched another man's dick than her husband. And she was doing it with her feet in a way she never knew. The way I showed her had turned her on, in a terrible way.And she was using that freedom in secret in her home while her husband was away. But on the other hand, if I pushed her a little bit, it was like she was going to take my dick in her hole.That seemed easy to me.Now, after today, I knew I could come to Sengul's feet and her legs whenever and wherever I wanted, if she got the opportunity, too. As I understand it, Sengul never had a fantasy with her husband. After that I felt I could try any kind of fantasy with her.The provocative aspect of this was that we never had any dialogue with each other when we were doing this. We were never speaking to each other when we were doing that.Sengul and I were on the cusp of selfish pleasure. For me, she was the hardest woman ever. But the thought of ejaculation at her feet was driving me crazy.And while I was thinking.
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