Mo was trembling with nervousness and hullabaloo as she knocked on the hotel elbow room door. It was going to be her first metre meeting Jessica in individual after playing with her online for months. There was a darkness of someone looking through the door's peephole, then Mo heard a voice.

"You know what to do pet."

Mo took a bass breath and looked up and down the corridor to make up for certain 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 open, and a flaccid strong hand took her by the wrist 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 so practically fun with you pet,"Jessica purred. She reached around and began unbuttoning the dress shirt Mo was wearing. In present moment it was spread out, exposing Mo's chest as she had been instructed not to wear a bra. Jessica pulled the shirt off Mo, then pressed her back against the door, her white meat against the poise painted wood. A second later Jessica pulled down and off the skirt Mo was wearing, revealing a brace of lightlessness lace pantie.

Now clad only in her panties and high bounder, Mo was led into the way, still blindfolded. Jessica took Mo's handwriting and pulled them behind her back, then Mo felt a pair of leather cuffs slide over her hired hand and tighten on her wrists.

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

Mo nodded."It's ‘ Ghost.'”

"goodness. Then unless you need to say it, I don't want to hear anything but moan from you."Jessica then began to tweak and roleplay with Mo's nipple until they stood out full-strength and hard from Mo's knocker and she was panting. Jessica's hands left Mo's knocker, and a second later Mo let out a yelp and shuddered in infliction as a pair of clamp were applied to her pap, then another as Jessica tugged the chain that connected the clamps to make surely they were secure.

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

"Someone'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 panties. She began to campaign spread out Mo's puss so that even more moisture collected in the crotch of the panties, and even though Jessica was ignoring Mo's clit, she could feel herself start out to approach orgasm. Mo moaned in frustration when Jessica stopped touching her, and pulled her panties down and letting Mo step out of them.

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

Jessica's hired hand returned to between Mo's legs lightly running over her puss."Mmm. Nice and smooth. honorable little whore,"she whispered. Mo felt her affection commotion with the compliment. She had waxed just the day in prevision of this meeting.

Jessica placed her hands on Mo's shoulder joint and turned her around. Mo felt Jessica kneeling down, and spread apart her ass boldness.

"However, you could certainly be cleaner here,"Jessica said as she examined Mo's dickhead. Mo thought she was going to die of embarrassment. She had showered right before coming to the hotel and she hadn't used the toilet 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 have to do something to fix that,"she said, and took the chain connecting the nipples clamps and led Mo into the john. In the bathroom Jessica made Mo kneeling, 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 duck soup of Jessica putting on a pair of latex paint baseball mitt, then felt Jessica's dry glove helping hand running over her ass. Once again Jessica spread Mo's ass face. Then she felt a cold shock as a tumid dollop of lubricant was applied to her arsehole. A gloved fingerbreadth began to broadcast it over and massage the lube against Mo's squiffy rear hole 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 stupor from Mo.

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

Jessica's finger was quickly replaced by a pocket-size charge card nozzle which she pushed into Mo's asshole until the plastic bulb it was attached to pressed against Mo. Then Jessica began to squeeze the bulb, pushing a warm salinity pee mixture into Mo. At first it just felt warm up, and almost like relieving herself in turnaround, but then she became full moon, then over full, feeling her tummy sheik and jut. Finally there was no more water supply in the electric light and Jessica stopped squeezing.

"I'm going to pull out the spout now,"Jessica told Mo."stay very still, and don't let any passing water out."

Mo felt the nozzle slowly withdraw from her bastard, which she desperately clenched to try and retain any of the water supply that had been forced into her from leaking out. She was starting to strangle, her body wanting to force the water out.

"Now I'm going to give to get out this in for XV minutes."When Mo heard that, she shuddered. There was no way she would be capable to hold it for that long."I know that it would be quite firmly to maintain it all in so I'm going to give you a little help."

The rubber tip of a buttplug was pressed against Mo's bunghole, then slowly pushed in. Mo tried to both relax to let the buttplug in and keep her son of a bitch closed so no water leaked out. It was awkward and felt unusual, but soon the wide-eyed part of the plug was in and her cocksucker snapped closed around the Base. The cramps were still there, getting worse in fact, but at least Mo didn't have to concentrate on preventing leaks anymore.

Mo felt Jessica's script on her berm, lifting her torso from the tiles of the bathroom trading floor. She was brought up to kneeling, then her head was steered forward. Mo immediately smelled Jessica's foreplay, and knew what was coming.

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