She was so wet that it had already dripped on the chair, and her scent was already filling the room. She could almost taste her sweet juices -- she had licked her p***y many times before, and she knew just how wonderful she tasted.
What shocked her most, however, was that her large pink n*****s had shiny silver clamps on them. They were attached by a thin chain that was pulled almost taut from the size of her breasts, with another chain attached in the middle that was currently hanging against Stella's flat stomach, obviously meant to be held by someone else. she wondered mildly where Mr. Harrison had gotten them, before remembering he had been running errands, and that he had probably meant those for her. Her p***y throbbed as she wondered what else he had gotten for her.
"You said you
