With my hands cuffed, I couldn't catch myself. they all pulled me up a little until the patient could slide his cock inside me. I let out a loud moa..., and the Ticketer grabbed my face and licked it. The patient was bouncing me up and down on his cock, while Ferris Wheel was biting my nipple, and licking my neck. And then the Ticketer came around from behind me and sorta put me in a headlock. He had his crotch pressed up against my ass. He was hard, and rubbing his cock between my ass. We arrive a little while later at a small church where I am helped out ofthe limo to the sound of a camera clicking and people standing outsidethe church owing and awing! Lisa says up the stairs and in now dear and Ifind myself moving as if I was a robot being controlled (I am) grabbingmy skirt had pulling it up to walk up the stairs and into the church.Once in the church Lisa say hold this and hands me a bunch of flowers andI take them in both hands and hold them in front of me. Lisa leaves me. "Look Josh, I was an asshole back at work," she played up to him with reverse psychology. "I want to make amends with you for acting the way I did. I'm sorry for all the hurt I might have caused you but I was going through a great deal of stress at that time. I'm hoping that you will forgive me." I hope your apology is sincere," Josh started to become his old self again. Victoria sensed that he was giving her the benefit of the doubt."Would you have that drink with me," she asked again. "I. A hair-fuck if you will. Why not? It was her hair that attracted me to her in the first place. Fuck… such a vicious word. ‘Hey fuck you buddy,’ you scream at the asshole who cut you off, stole your watch, bumped into you on the street. ‘I gonna kick your fucking ass.’ ‘Why don’t we go back to your place and fuck.’ So callous and uncaring and yet we don’t dare go there and make love, that might invoke the possibility, the improbability and even the very idea of love. ‘God I love your hair, but.