That’s certainly curious. The hood sealing away my head contains thick pads that cover my ears, so sound is muffled as well as sight denied. I could hear and understand Amelia teasing me all right, but the rest of the house and even room might as well be the moon. I can only lie there helpless with my limbs squashed under me and wonder what my owner is up to. A mere hour or so of use and three measly orgasms is but an appetizer for this carnal gourmand. Soon enough the bed rocks again though and I can feel her returning.
That warm body straddles my hips and a delightfully tight p***y eases down onto my c**k. Within seconds I’m being royally f****d once again, and everything is right with my world – or so it seems at first. But gradually I notice anomalies in the mechanics and rhythm of t
