[dulanjiao]

The soft crack of the flog hit against her sweaty back, I can hear the mix of the wet skin against the hardness of the flog accompanied by her soft sensual moans. I feel an urge to just pull out my cock there and then and play with it while I watch Rachel "punished" herself. As I look down, I realized that my cock is already standing tall and hard without much physical stimulation. The fact that Rachel is wearing a blindfold made me more bold. All that about moral, my dead friend's wife, the funeral... All lose somewhere in time.

Rachel stood against the rack, her body strapped onto a set of harness which bound her movement away from the rack where there is sets of tools like a workbench. Well, after all this is the work shed. But instead of having a file, I see Rachel mounted a rubbery hard dildo against a motorized pump, one which her body is restricted to escape away due to the harness around her waist to the back of her butts, which honestly is quite a view too. I can hear the roar of the machinery as it was switch on... Rachel body struggle away from it, but she is gradually pulled towards the dildo which is then forced right into her pussy... It is like she love the fighting against it. I could somehow just understand that. Almost like she is being raped by the dildo. And that thought really cause me to want to cum right away.

I watched as she tried to pull back against the harness as it goes in her, he moans louder, and almost screaming in a mix of joy and agony. I was holding my cock and shaking it crazy as I watch secretly from outside the window. I could almost feel myself cumming, my mind flooded with erotic thoughts of Rachel in all sort of twisted images. God, I wonder what good I had ever done to deserved someone so great like this...

But as I was about to really cum hard, suddenly a gust of cold night wind just blow pass and despite all the hot action inside, it gives me a shivers. Suddenly, everything rushes back in my mind. Just WTF was I doing in the middle of the night spying on my friend's widow. God Damn It! I scolded myself as I quickly hide my cock and shove it back into my PJ. I better get back to my room before Rachel discover me. I quickly sneak past back into the main house... My head turned one more time, the imagine of Rachel made such a deep imprint in my mind, it is scorched into my mind.

But of course... Little did I know this is not the end, but the beginning of a really weird trip...