1. 3 A Dairy conversion part 1


    Date: 6/25/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    that day in a frosty silence. So we now had a play-room, no toys, and a wife in a real strop as I suspect because I had had to be carried home, I desperately needed brownie points, That milker needed a lot of work, replacement rubbers, oil, that sort of thing but with a little coaxing it began to suck when the handle was turned sucking water from a bucket into its attached churn, Ann`s eyes lit up when I showed her, my head was now beginning to clear a bit as she suggested we tried out the cross. We retreated to our dairy locked the door and removed our clothes, it struck bl**dy cold on my nude skin and Ann`s nipples stood out like hat pegs, us both noting the need to buy a heater! She quietly said that she had intended to misuse my body in view of last night`s performance, however as the toys had not yet arrived she would try the cross herself and I had better be gentle and make her come at least twice. I had the feeling of a lucky escapee. I did not argue, quickly strapping her to the cross I fetched the pump to her side put a little Vaseline on her lovely breasts then began to turn the handle with one hand while slipping the cups onto her nipples, not easy but with persistence I got the things to function, the effect was instant as she began to wimper and wriggle her body, saying it was something special, that the pain round her nipples was intense but just manageable and that she would be coming very soon. I put my spare hand to her now wet sex, a finger inside her, ...
    thumb flicking her clit, Her climax was spectacular, her head back, whimpering, panting, gasping, always a gusher her sex spit splashes of cum onto my wrist. I didn`t stop fingering her now tightening sex, her body wriggling in an effort to dislodge my hand, she came again, more noise this time her eyes and her lips begging me to stop, which I reluctantly did, the pump now still the cups fell away releasing her sore and reddened nipples. She slumped in her straps, her weight on her wrists and the footrests 4” off the floor; she smiled and whispered that that had been the best yet. I released her wrists, then her ankles and we sat in silence her on the bench me on the table, we knew we had found our personal sexual outlet and tomorrow the toys would start to arrive, Thus Ann and I awaited the post with increasing enthusiasm; first to arrive was a parcel of gags and restraints, delivered during breakfast on the Tuesday morning. All good quality leather straps, with soft padding where appropriate and gags which Ann said where colour coded with soft mouth-size balls of blue, pink and green which Ann laughingly suggested were for you me and any visitors.....till then I had not envisaged visitors, that was (if you will excuse the pun)... a whole new ball game That needed thinking about though not now, no time. We were soon reluctantly dumping them in the dairy cupboard, both itching to use them, but off to work as man cannot live by sex alone at least this one can`t. I arrived home ...
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