Harley Quinn's Betrayal

I had missed the show. A feeling of desperate disappointment flooded over me, I was totally shocked at my reaction. Two days later, I was shopping down the Holloway Road, when I passed a well know photographic shop. I stopped in my tracks, there in the window was a large telescope, a bit expensive but affordable, it was just what I wanted. The salesman was soon eager to help. “What did I intend using it for?” He asked, but seeing my confusion he went on, “what I mean is, do you intend on studying the stars, or perhaps bird watching, it makes a lot of difference to which type of telescope you need.” I hadn’t anticipated the question, to me a telescope was just that, a telescope! I knew I was blushing as my thoughts raced, bird watching he had said, how right he was, a gorgeous blackbird! I hoped he thought my blush was just down to my spanking simple embarrassment at my lack of knowledge. “Oh no, I’m not interested in the stars, just, well, sort of close range scenery and things,” I said a bit lamely. He wasn’t in the slightest bit phased though, he seemed completely satisfied with my explanation. He went over to a shelf, selected a box before unpacking a completely different model. “This should suit your needs,” as he set it up on a tripod, then he said, “why don’t you point it out the window, see what you think.” He showed me how to focus and then I was astounded when the shops opposite suddenly appeared to be only feet away. “Wow! I thought I would be able to see everything in fine detail with this beauty.” I could feel myself getting wet with anticipation. The price was nowhere near as bad as I expected, so very shortly, I had paid and was on my way, rushing home to get my new toy set up. I kept it low, just over the window sill so anal as not to be too obvious. Then I looked across the gardens and focused. My God! I was in her room, or so it seemed, I could actually read the larger writing on a packet of cereals sitting next to her sink. That evening I was crushed, there’d been no BDSM sign of her. But the following day, there she was. She wandered about, tidying as she went. I watched her as she microwaved a ready meal, eating it together with a bottle of wine, it was a Lambrusco, not really my cup of tea, but okay. Then she was running water at the sink, I saw her testing blowjob the water before she fetched a towel, here we go I thought and felt myself tingling with excitement. I had already rearranged my furniture a little, the armchair better positioned for me. I had spread one of my silky nighties on the arm to make it softer for creampie my pussy in anticipation of a nice sexy show. She was undressing, as my skirt dropped to the floor, I didn’t have any panties on, I was ready and eagerly waiting for whatever she might have to offer. It was a repeat performance of the previous occasion, except for one big difference, this time, I could see everything in close-up detail. Her nipples were gorgeous and I could see them swelling under her touch. "I'd love to have this one up my tight asshole!" She tensed, arched her back pushing into my mouth and screamed into the ball gag as the third orgasm took control creampie forcing her to blowjob convulse and gush a river BDSM of cum in my mouth. After returning home, I realized how brutally Puru and his friends have fucked me. My whole body was sore and immediately I caught the fever. That's what you are, you are MY sub bitch now." She inhaled smoke then let it drift slowly through her nose while she handed me the pipe. She spanking wants to be bred by you so badly, but she stayed away. The dress is just collateral, and he’s wagering on… on me. Even though I could bail on him tomorrow, take this expensive outfit for free, and laugh at him for it all I want. You’re the best,” Emily praised, hugging her cousin and then examining the bottle closely. Sarah practically lives there. I am sorry that I haven't returned sooner than now. About half of them managed to dump loads of cum anal in me, so my cunt was dripping by the time they were finished with me. “Yeah, OK, OK. Anyways, what are we gonna do with this young fella here. Megan smiled. Her velvety bowels engulfed my cock. I squeezed my eyes shut, fighting against he pleasure. "My turn for a backrub," she announced, and walked over to the dresser that held the tequila.