She cautiously began walking again, guided by their fingers tugging on her n*****s, her hips swinging outrageously. There was something utterly arousing about being totally under their control, feeling her legs far apart, rushes of air on the soaked parts of her womanhood. She heard water running, before she was sat on a ridge of cold porcelain and her bust released.
The plug in her arse was tugged gently until it slipped out. Then, something else was inserted. Pressure began building up in her bowels and she started in confusion. “Shhh, my liefie, we’re just washing you. We want to take turns with this gorgeous arse, and this will make it more fun.” Hands held her in place, started rubbing her tummy as water full her up. It felt so strange, but someone kissed her and played with her bus
