A delicate white lace bra and panty set. The second box: a matching white garter belt and white silk stockings(I checked the label). The third box: a ...hite silk skirt. The fourth box: a pair of high gloss, white patent leather 4" pumps with wide ankle straps, hanging from the straps were 2" chrome loops. In the bottom of the box I noticed two white leather wrist cuffs, also with 2" chrome loops. I had said that light bondage would be a big plus in my advertisement, but Peter and I had never. " "A few," came the reply, as she downed a large gulp of water, chuckled to herself, and sampled her fresh margarita. I was amazed at how well she handled her liquor on this night of love and debauchery. "How many guys have already fucked that pussy and filled it with their cum today, that I'm probably going to eat out of you tonight?" I asked, daring to imagine - let alone suggest - such a torrid scenario. "Oh fuck . . five? Six? I don't know; I lost count. I do love to get fucked, you know!". He was changing jobs and passing through town and wanted a place to crash for the night. So I invited him over, warning him that he'd have to share the bed with me as the loveseat was much too short for a 6' tall guy like him to sleep on. No problem he said.We had a great time reminising, drinking beer and telling jokes. He was sort of engaged and, depending on how his new job worked out, his girl friend would be joining him there in a few months. I let him know that I was between girlfriends. “You on your back, legs spread, me on top like I fuck Jen.” And with that he was gone.A week later I headed to Harrison's for the other half of my cock worshipping life. We spent the first night together watching television and getting drunk. He was a very flirty drunk and I had to quell his mood by getting between his legs and performing a virtuoso blow job and downing his juice. He calmed down after that and we enjoyed each others company until we ascended to his little bed. We spooned and.