Mo was trembling with nervousness and excitement as she knocked on the hotel way door. It was going to be her first sentence confluence Jessica in person after playing with her online for months. There was a phantasm of someone looking through the doorway's peephole, then Mo heard a vocalization.

"You know what to do pet."

Mo took a deep breath and looked up and down the corridor to build sure no one was there. Then she reached into her purse, took out the blindfold Jessica had sent her in the mail, and put it over her eyes. Mo heard the door unfastened, and a balmy strong hand took her by the articulatio radiocarpea and led her into the hotel room. The door closed behind them, and Mo was spun around and pressed against it. Jessica pressed herself against Mo's back, and leaned down to whisper into Mo's ear.

"I am going to have got so much fun with you pet,"Jessica purred. She reached around and began unbuttoning the frock shirt Mo was wearing. In moments it was open, exposing Mo's white meat as she had been instructed not to fatigue a bra. Jessica pulled the shirt off Mo, then pressed her back against the door, her breasts against the cool painted Grant Wood. A s later Jessica pulled down and off the dame Mo was wearing, revealing a pair of pitch blackness lace pantie.

Now clad only in her panties and senior high school heel, Mo was led into the way, still blindfolded. Jessica took Mo's hands and pulled them behind her back, then Mo felt a duet of leather handcuff slide over her hands and constrain on her radiocarpal joint.

Once more Jessica whispered into Mo's ear,"Do you remember your safeword pet ?"

Mo nodded."It's ‘ Ghost.'”

"Good. Then unless you need to say it, I don't want to learn anything but moans from you."Jessica then began to pick off and play with Mo's nipples until they stood out neat and hard from Mo's boob and she was panting. Jessica's mitt left Mo's breasts, and a second later Mo let out a yelp and shuddered in pain as a duad of clinch were applied to her mamilla, then another as Jessica tugged the chain that connected the clamp to make sure they were secure.

Mo heard a rustle of apparel as Jessica undressed herself, then felt Jessica's hand slowly run up her thigh to her panty covered crotch.

"mortal's wet I see,"Jessica said and Mo blushed, then moaned as Jessica's fingers began to run up and down the outside of her lips through her panty. She began to push open Mo's kitty-cat so that even more wet collected in the crotch of the pantie, and even though Jessica was ignoring Mo's clit, she could feel herself pop out to approach coming. Mo moaned in thwarting when Jessica stopped touching her, and pulled her step-in down and letting Mo step out of them.

"out-of-doors up petty girl,"Jessica said, and when Mo opened her mouth Jessica pushed Mo's pantie in so that the sodden crotch rested against her tongue. Mo tasted herself and was embarrassed by how wet she had made her panties.

Jessica's handwriting returned to between Mo's legs lightly running over her pussy."Mmm. Nice and smooth. Good short whore,"she whispered. Mo felt her spirit flicker with the compliment. She had waxed just the day in anticipation of this meeting.

Jessica placed her bridge player on Mo's shoulder joint and turned her around. Mo felt Jessica kneeling down, and scatter apart her ass cheeks.

"However, you could certainly be cleanser here,"Jessica said as she examined Mo's asshole. Mo thought she was going to die of embarrassment. She had showered right before coming to the hotel and she hadn't used the throne since. There was no way she could be dirty there !

Jessica stood back up and turned Mo back around."I think I'm going to give to do something to fix that,"she said, and took the chain connecting the teat clamp and led Mo into the bathroom. In the lav Jessica made Mo kneel, then pushed her down so that her breasts and face were pressed against the tiles and her ass was in the air.

Mo heard the snapshot of Jessica putting on a duad of latex paint gloves, then felt Jessica's dry gloves hired hand running over her ass. Once again Jessica spread Mo's ass buttock. Then she felt a low temperature shock as a large dollop of lube was applied to her motherfucker. A gloved digit began to spread it over and massage the lubricant against Mo's mingy rear jam before. Then the finger's breadth was pushed into Mo's ass, sliding in easily because of all of the lube and drawing a gasp of shock from Mo.

The finger's breadth withdrew, and Jessica told Mo,"This might be a bit uncomfortable, but I'm for sure you can contain it."

Jessica's digit was quickly replaced by a small plastic snoot which she pushed into Mo's arse until the plastic bulb it was attached to pressed against Mo. Then Jessica began to stuff the bulb, pushing a warm salt water mix into Mo. At first off it just felt affectionate, and almost like relieving herself in reverse, but then she became wax, then over full, feeling her stomach fop and bump. Finally there was no more piddle in the incandescent lamp and Jessica stopped squeezing.

"I'm going to attract out the spout now,"Jessica told Mo."Stay very still, and don't let any leak out."

Mo felt the nozzle slowly withdraw from her motherfucker, which she desperately clenched to try and keep open any of the water that had been forced into her from leaking out. She was starting to cramp, her consistence wanting to force the water out.

"Now I'm going to have to allow for this in for xv minutes."When Mo heard that, she shuddered. There was no way she would be able to have it for that long."I know that it would be quite surd to keep it all in so I'm going to have you a fiddling help."

The rubber tip of a buttplug was pressed against Mo's asshole, then slowly pushed in. Mo tried to both relax to let the buttplug in and go along her SOB closed so no water supply leaked out. It was awkward and felt unknown, but soon the broad part of the hack was in and her asshole snapped closed around the base. The spasm were still there, getting worse in fact, but at least Mo didn't have to concentrate on preventing leaks anymore.

Mo felt Jessica's hands on her shoulders, lifting her torso from the roofing tile of the john floor. She was brought up to kneeling, then her fountainhead was steered forward. Mo immediately smelled Jessica's stimulation, and knew what was coming.

"This should take your mind off your ass,"Jessica said, and Mo extended her tongue to begin licking the very wet pussy of her mistress .