He accepted all my conditions and told me to wait in the basement until he gave instructions to the secretary, would say that it would have lunch with...a client.I went to the elevator straight to the basement, luckily, there was nobody, and I was hiding in a corner, because it gave the impression that if someone saw already know I was on the way to the head of the motel with my husband.Soon he reached the big car and we imported it, with tinted windows, thank God. I was shaking with nervousness,. It’s been a fantasy of mine to be tied up. She tied me to the reclining camp chair that she set up in the garage where you park your VW. She tied me in such a way that I could watch but not move. I didn’t know she was going to shave me out there when she did.”“So, Kit, you used Ty’s camp chair and did it in the garage. What else of Ty’s did you use?’“Don’t get pissed. I used his razor and that menthol shave foam from your bathroom.”“Oh my, now every time I see Ty shave his face I’ll think about. I couldn’t go back to that old me. I had learned that having sex wasn’t scary. Getting fucked like a slut by the high school’s quarterback didn’t make me into a terrible girl. It just made me horny.Human.“Mmm, yeah, you like my asshole, don’t you,” I purred.“Damn, it’s hot hearing you say that, prez.” Her fingers dug into my butt-cheeks, parting them and exposing my rump. “And look at that. I heard you got your asshole broken in by one of the Hayward twins this morning.”“Uh-huh,” I said,. I reached out again, keeping a close eye on his face, I made contact with the lower part of his shaft this time.I got my nerve up to use a couple more fingers and eventually working my entire hand over his cock and balls. Looking up at him he was still completely passed out, so I got more courage and gripped his full shaft into my soft eager hand. It felt so nice to have his meat in my hand I began to slowly pump up and down, rolling the foreskin over his big cock head.I became more, and more.