d and closed her eyes in shame as his hands climbed higher up past her knees and started exploring under her skirt. Her thighs felt warm and soft. He chuckle

of her skirt up as his hands stroked higher up the skin of her thighs, over her hips and then encountered more lace, tightly strapped to her stockings with the gar

hands on her hips and firmly turned her around, pushing between her naked shoulders, bending her forward over the low back of the

of her lovely smooth legs through the fine stockings. He could feel her tremble as his hands smoothed up her thighs, then nudged up the back of her skirt, st

the black lace of her stocking tops, garter straps, the frilly black lace of the bottom of the basque and her delicate panties. The lace and satin panti

her panties, then stroking and sliding over the exposed flesh. Her botto

r the frilly border of the basque while his right stroked her ultra-soft inner thighs, turning from one

He squeezed his fingers down and under her, pressing into the soft sensitive skin over her pussy lips. She wriggled and squirmed unde

through, feeling her womanly shape all the way the length of her slit, to the front. She squeezed her legs tightl

in satin into her slit a little more with each pass and nudging up against the hood of her clit a little more firmly

ottom, pinning her to the sofa. Then, letting her skirt falls back around him, he held her arms up a

k of her basque, under her bound arms and down to her waist where her hips flared out to her bottom. The

e black lingerie to his gaze. He lay the sides of the dress on both sides of her over the back of the sofa

om by her position and the tightness of the garter straps clipped to her deep lace thigh-high stockings. Her flimsy panties hugged her smooth firm b

er end, with a 6 inch flex cable a small control attached. He rubbed it up and down her crack, delving down between her legs, pres

eep still. He wormed the tip of the gadget up and down her crack a bit, pushing deepe

. As he ran it down, he hooked the material out and slightly to the side, exposing her bum-hole. He licked the end of the bu

up against her, ensuring she could not wriggle away. He lay her panties to the side across her left arse cheek. He dropped a glob of spit onto the end of the toy, and worked it in and

his spit meant that he could work the plug deeper into her bottom, inch by inch. She writhed in discomfort as she felt her rear end invaded. She h

ed the remaining inch firmly inside. Her tight muscle closed around the rounded fat outer end of the plug so that just the flat stub end and a short flex with the controls dangled

o expel the invading, vibrating butt-plug or at least evade its influence. She struggled against the bonds that kept her arms

d her centre of balance too far forward. The mischievous butt plug buzzed happily inside her bottom, making her internals quiver, vibrating them

ned her around to face him. She thought he had felt pity on her and was about to release her, her pleading eyes filled with expectation and she looked so sweet and sex