Holly’s stomach fluttered as the electricity returned. It was a gentle flow that almost tickled, hardly anything at all, and the almost pleasurable electricity mixed with the vibrator in a way that quickly began to rebuild the pleasure she had lost. But just the thought of it growing worse had Holly tense, even as her body reluctantly grew hotter and wetter. Holly’s eyes tracked Michael as he pressed buttons and flicked switches. “You’re a wonderful woman, honey. You know that, I know that. You’re strong enough to suffer through this. Just honeymoon keep your chin up, alright? Grin and bear it. indian If the pain is too much to handle, don’t worry, because I have something that should help take your mind off things.” Michael stood and walked towards the video camera. He stepped out of frame, moving behind the camera itself. “It’s another gift from Lena, actually,” he said. “A video we recorded two days ago. She thought you might like to see this.” The electric charge intensified. Still not bad, but strong enough that Holly’s insides fluttered and squirmed beneath what felt like the beginning of real pain. She tried desi to squirm, knowing full well that she couldn’t so much as twitch, because even a futile attempt as physical resistance felt better than putting up no resistance at all. The empty room remained still and silent. There was nothing to see or hear, and nothing to feel but the pressure of the latex across her body and the waves of hot prickling pain mixing with the soft vibration against her clit. Then the screen switched to something else. Holly was now looking at a pink and red honeymoon suite. It was a fancy place, fully furnished with beautiful mahogany furniture and a four-poster bed that was festooned with rich suhagraat silk curtains. Her husband was lounging on the bed in a thin night robe. married She was viewing the scene from an angle that placed her in 69 the ceiling corner, so she couldn’t get a good glimpse of his face, but his body language was loose and relaxed. She didn’t have time to look further before the bedroom door swung open and a woman stepped inside. She was a beautiful blonde with a delicate, elegant face. Young-looking and slim, she wore a stylish ivory lace nightgown that was transparent enough to tease the wide hips and heavy breasts hidden beneath the light fabric. With the bridal style of the outfit, the naughty smirk the woman wore, and her clear nudity beneath the nightgown, it all made the scene seem like the two were a young couple celebrating their honeymoon. But that was her husband lounging across the bed, and Holly had never seen that woman in her life. This meant at least something. That Linda will say 'yes'? Any hope of reprieve was thoroughly banished honeymoon as he gripped his cock at married the base, and instantly fed it between her dry labia. Heather: So Cara and Susan, did you hear anything coming from the room last night. A surge of bravery suhagraat ran through me, and I began indian to rub her thighs outright. We can be as messy as we wanna be!” She carried on her slow stroking and gradually her desi mouth took in more and more of my cock. He collapsed on me, and I felt my rigid nipples scraping his chest and being tickled by his chest hair. "What?!" She had a nice size shaft for a White futa. I’ve never cum that hard..ever! “No not really, it’s just that some people really piss me off and, luckily, I can keep calm and think quickly in situations like that.” but feel free to spend more time inside me." She stared at it for a second, and 69 then smiled, her fantasies coming true.