everything...gloves, brassieres, panties, garter-belts, corsets, cinchers, Merry Widows, panties, stockings, masks. Annie couldn't believe it! We put our sexy outfits together, laying everything out on the furs, itching to have our bodies encased in the leathers, nylons, satins, and silks.

Finally! Time to get ready! We could hardly wait, though we knew we had all night long to play with each other.

You could have sliced the 'sexual intensity with a knife! Master Zorro was busy setting up the lights for the photographs. The playroom was ready...

I would be encased in pink and black from head to toe...Annie in red and black. We slipped the Victorian steel-boned corsets on...cinched them down to the first stage... changing our breathing patterns...gasping for breath, driving the pressure down into our genitals.

I snapped the ball stretcher in place, pulling them back behind, covering my tiny analhole, out of sight. The chrome cock-ring followed, pulling it behind, tucking it away. I look down and see my smooth, hairless pussy mound!

We slowly slide our opera length black seamed cuban-heeled stockings up our powdered legs, attaching them to six garters per leg, getting the feel, sliding our legs against one another. The 'whish, whish' sound sending chills up our bodies, the electricity shooting into our 'pussies'!

Spraying perfume on our most sensitive, private spots, the lustful scent filling our nostrils.

Tugging our French bikini panties on, wedging them deep into our hot, steamy crotches! Hiding our juicy goodies.

We finished lacing each others corsets all the way down, so tight our eyes widened from the gasping pressures. Then we hooked

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