Mrs. Big Shot sat wide-eyed, as stiff as a stripper’s pole.Getting under the warm water of the shower, I rinsed off all the hard work of the day.“...ho’s the cheating bastard?” I asked her. Washing between my legs, I inadvertently touched my still engorged clit, sending pleasure waves through my pussy. My knees wobbled as I increased the friction on my pleasure knob and sticking my fingers into my wet cunny.Then she told me.“Jesus H Christ!” I stammered, two fingers frozen in my cunt. This was no. She wrapped her pantyhose tightly around and around my head, the stretchy nylon pushing her nasty panties deeper into my mouth and holding them securely there. Retrieving a roll of duct tape from the table Sylvia tore off several pieces and used the tape to seal the pantyhose over my mouth. Ignoring my muffled protests Sylvia knelt behind me and began wrapping rope around my arms just above my elbows. I groaned into the gag as she cinched the wraps, forming a solid tube of rope from arm. More

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