As she did with the plastic cage, she tied my hands before removing the belt, but rather than using soap she applied foam from my neck to my legs. I was wondering how Angelina could fit five weeks in her belt. The night was difficult after such excitement. I saw a grimace passing over Angelina's face. A moment later I was on my knees between Angelina's thighs, lowered, humiliated, excited, and frustrated.ДЄfter lunch, Michael handed Angelina a dice. He saw it, he looked at me: 'six blows if she is not satisfied' the tone was laconic. And you'll leave her 10 to 15 minutes before you untie her. 'Clean the jizz up, make her come until she says stop. When he finished, he turned to Angelina: 'Again?' Then he paused, before resuming, I understood that he had just ejaculated. I could see him coming and going, tearing away the cook's moans. But my own sex was trapped in its stainless steel case. He replaced me between Angelina's once again open thighs he had taken off his pants and he slipped his outstretched sex between these lips that I had helped to lubricate. We'll do it differently, get off the bed,' he told me. 'I had planned this for the day when you had to get out of the plastic cage. If you don't mind! 'I was surprised and stopped, looking at Michael. Nevertheless, I continued this exercise, until after climbing the high notes, she squeezed her legs. From the week never before had the cage seemed so small to me. From her mouth the music was delicate and charmed the snake that was trapped between my thighs. Then my tongue activated on her already hard button. At her noises she liked it, I went up by sticking my tongue in, and she giggled. I kissed her Venus mount and let my tongue drag along her lips, letting the tip slide into the opening. Angelina had been waiting for this moment for some time already, and the moment was not in the foreplay. The smell was intoxicating and exciting I leaned towards this open and desireful asshole. 'Use your tongue,' Michael said to me, 'I looked at him, and then I turned toward Angelina who nodded at me and spread her legs. Angelina was a 'real' woman, and she was waiting to be taken care of. The smell of female excitement left no doubt. And I was surprised to discover a waxed and shiny crack. Angelina lifted her legs so I could remove the object. As I had just finished and got up, Michael handed me a key. I put the handcuffs on and lean over the naked and excited body of the maid. I dreamt that women would tell me that, but not there while I was in a chastity cage. She immediately lay down, and raised her hands close to the ring. I was surprised that Angelina didn't have the same model as me. Soon the cook was naked, except for her high heels and a steel belt that wrapped around her hips and passed between her legs. I still appreciated the curvature of my belt, but I didn't dare to say anything. He took out a key to open the tiny padlock that kept the collar of her dress closed. Angelina was wearing her housekeeping outfit. That's why I was in Angelina's room on Saturday.

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