His eyes seem to keep going back to it as he undid the button and zip of his black trousers. As he put his hand in the waist to take them down Lisa wr...pped her fingers around my shaft and held tight. She didn’t move them. When I looked at her she was staring intently at Nario in the corner.He lowered the trousers and struggled out of them. When he stood back up he was wearing just his white Y-fronts and white socks. Lisa began to stroke my shaft very slowly, sliding the foreskin up and down. 05.2008 .1st of all let me thank all the ISS reader for making it a munch, with your mails & calls, & rating all my stories (“sex with granny”, “reading iss was never so fun”, “please help me” & “this can happen to u”) as hot…Before starting the story I must tell u 1 thing, I got lots of mails from my fans complaining that the stories posted by them don’t get any feedback or comments so that they get disappointed & don’t dare 2 post any others stories, if this continues 1 wont get to read any. “What do you want to drink?”“A large tea,” I said as I pulled a dollar and a quarter out of my pocket. “And I prefer we eat in the truck.”“I got it,” he told me, waving off the money as he got out.I got out and stretched, pulling my backpack and suitcase out with me.Dak said, “You can leave them in the truck. I promise I won’t leave you behind.”I gave him a half-smile and went on to the restaurant, taking my stuff with me. To say I did not trust anyone was an understatement. I could feel Dak’s. The dim glow lights the cellar, which is about the size of a garage. Heleads her down the steps and as she reaches the bottom, she gasps in surprise. ?Oh?my?? she cries. ?When did you do this?? He has sectioned off half of the basement into a cell, witha heavy iron grill that stretches from floor to ceiling. There is a door at oneend, currently open. On the floor inside is a mattress with a pillow and twoblankets, and in the corner are two buckets and a bottle of water. She looks at all this,.