I have to go out! For more champagne. I was sent to get some clothes, I picked a t-shirt bra and a dark cotton top, the skirt was not too short until Heather turned up the waistband. I feel quite comfortable in these uncomfortable shoes and can walk well in them.
I went to the local shop, they have champagne but not Bollinger, we will manage. You would not believe how confident I felt considering I had ripped tights and no knickers as I strutted down the road. I’m as good as anybody and I’m in love. I walked home, shoulders back and feeling great.
I entered the house, Heather was waiting, standing, imposing with her legs apart. I gave her the champagne. Heather shouted at me because the champagne was not cold. I stripped and knelt on the bed with my bum up. She hit me on both cheeks, liking the hand prints she started hitting my boobs.
I was loving this, my pussy dripping. Downstairs she put a peg on each nipple, painful but when the pain was settling she put another peg on the ones that were already there squeezing them more, agony, my eyes were watering. The two on my pussy hardly bothered me.
I sucked her tits and her pussy we lay together and she flicked the pegs, the ones on my nipples hurt with every movement which in turn lubricated my pussy, this caused the pussy pegs to slide off when flicked. I brought her to orgasm and she had a finger in me and gently worked in and around my pussy. She took the pegs off as I came with a scream.
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