Simon was great and took me to one side and we talked about the scene. At this point, to avoid panic in front of the camera, he showed me his cock. I�...�ve seen bbc before, but this was really big and billed as a 9‑incher. OK, only nine inches I hear you say, but it was the thickness. Wow! Rephrase that, Ow!They gave me some lube and for obvious reasons, I used loads. Back to the story.Paul (now my husband!) was tied to a chair because he owed money. Simon was the debt collector. The scene started. . Well after some thought I said yes. After a few days we hadn't spoken about the subject once. Until it was Friday when he said we would be having some guests tonight, I knew exactly what guests. At about 8pm I started to pour myself some think to drink.. it didn't take very long to feel the effects as I'm a light weight but luckily I did otherwise I fear I may have shied away from the idea. At about 10 pm the first man arrived, about a 6ft tall fat black man to be quite honest I was. " Well, I try. He'll fuck up eventually though."The two women laughed and drank for a couple of hours as the bar emptied out. "Well, we're in no condition to drive anywhere," Amy said to Patty. "Let's call a cab." said Patty. "Why don't you just stay at our place, Savannah is there already and she'd probably like to wake up and find you there for her." Fine, you offered!" Amy said. They called up the local cab company and got a ride home, laughing all the way back to the house. When they got to. For the ankle-tapping technique to work (it's actually more of a push than a tap, but "ankle-tapping" sounds much cooler than "ankle-pushing"), my opponent has to be running, so I said, "You really are a stupid, stupid boy, aren't you?"Don is, I would guess, 23 or 24. Being called a "boy" by a boy would be inflammatory all by itself, even without the two "stupids" which I'd used so the repetition would help his comprehension. I figured his comprehension needed all the help it could get, as he.