See, that’s what the app is perfect for.
She then retrieved a large bowl from under the bed, and standing behind me, held it under my chin. At last I had her primed—The Maiden of Might panted and quivered, all pink and naked on the table before me. Now Connie reached back under the table, and I heard a bolt being drawn, and the end of the table folded down, so my naked bottom was right at the edge of the table, holding my open hole at the right height, and in the right place to be taken by anyone she chose. The sleeves were once again pulled down and the loops placed over my fingers, effectively hiding the cuffs. Superior Girl was sleeping deeply now, the images having ceased, but she was still being bombarded with phrases and suggestions on a subliminal level. I was nothing but a pawn in a game. That crap would be too good to pass up for her and her greedy lover.
