She rubbed something super slippery around my scrotum and over my shaft. I tried not to react, not certain how successful I was being. She gently, but swiftly pulled my balls through a ring of some kind and then maneuvered my still soft shaft through it as well. I had seen cock rings while watching porn on the internet, and this seemed to be something similar. Her breath was back on my neck again, “You’re Mms doing good, just a little bit longer.” I shuttered again and whispered back, “Please hurry. I don’t know how long I can stay soft.” She Bhabhi kissed my neck with a peck and Scandal returned to my crotch with urgency. I felt her maneuver my shaft into a tube, like a mechanical masturbation device of some kind. The sensation was getting to be too much and I could feel myself losing the battle to stay soft. Maddie must have finished though, as I felt her get off the bed. “That part is done. Now for the next bit.” I heard her working through the nylon bag again, getting more items. “Don’t move, Jacob.” she warned as she used what felt like a satin india sash to tie my ankles and wrists to the feet of the bed frame. Keeping me spread eagle. I could feel my penis trying to get hard, but something was preventing it. I was experiencing an odd pressure, but no real pain. It was strange, but oddly sexy. I couldn’t wait to see what she had done to my manhood. “Almost done, my Sweet,” she said, making me shudder in anticipation. She kissed me passionately, all around my mouth, making me stretch to reach her lips and tongue. I felt a ring being put desi into my open mouth, resting behind indian my teeth, forcing my mouth open. It wasn’t uncomfortable, but it was odd not to be able to close my mouth. Maddie fastened the ring in place with a strap that went around the base of my head. “How does that feel? Did I make it too tight?” “Mmmggrrmghh.” I said. Apparently with a ring in my mouth, I couldn’t speak too well. Maddie giggled at my predicament then she placed a pillow behind my head, raising my face at a slight angle that she must have thought would be good for licking her pussy. “That’s funny. Just nod for yes or shake for no. Is the gag comfortable?” Ronda sits down next to her and pulls out her Bhabhi stethoscope, blood pressure cuff, ear thermometer, and the pulse ox finger gadget. Steve knew exactly what was going on, "Yeah, yeah, yeah. Even as Josie indian said it, I saw the change in Kelsey. “What?” I asked as he stared at me. "Let's do it on TV, this apartment is soundproof for a reason" Gina put her hands behind her head. The afternoon has been india in swing for about an hour, we have all had a couple of champagnes to loosen the inhibitions, everybody chatting and occasionally touching, finding the excuse to brush past a near naked body. Images are hard to get rid of Scandal his head, and he has very naughty dreams of incest. You know better than that. The trap has been sprung. We’ve been asleep for a whole Mms 5 hours. She was beautiful. I am merely a daughter. She cuddled up against me, I but my arm around her waist and cupped her tit in my hand, with my other hand I clicked the remote and started the CD. Isidora and I slipped out into the desi cold, holding hands, the air puffing before us. After mom died, dad wanted to at least have some nice eye candy in the house at all times. She didn’t have time to look further before the bedroom door swung open and a woman stepped inside. ‘Shove it into my cunt, turn it on and fuck me hard!’ She ordered. As it got closer, she took her other hand and started to pinch her nipple increasing her excitement.