I arrived promptly at eight, the structure confronting me immediately brought to mind the old TV show, “The Munster’s” but that wasn’t intimidating enough, Bram Stoker’s “Dracula,” the Count’s castle might better describe this edifice; I rang the bell expecting a butler with dripping fangs. xxx full hd That’s where I was going, that was my unsuspected destiny. She felt the pulsing of my cock, how could she avoid it, she had me trapped between her legs. I shut the door. “Look at me Terry,” she ordered. I crawled to her. I obeyed her command and she straddled me, maybe she didn’t have a horse but she had me, she pointed with her crop and I began to crawl. She seemed so tall, towering over me as I cringed on the floor, she was clad in leather, black leather, it exposed her breasts, her nipples were rouged,
