I park in my garage, remove your hand, get out and walk to your side. I open your door, take firm hold of your small, if now... stiff, prick and pull you out of the car to follow me tothe door in the corner and down the stairs to my favourite room. My Play Room."ON YOUR KNEES!" I order, then "STRIP COMPLETELY!". You obey, you are going to be oneof the easier ones, a pity as I always enjoy persuading those who . Barbara could feel herself blushing crimson. Impotent indignation filled her heart.“Redheaded western women can go two ways,” the Arab continued, “Either stunning beauty or pale geeks. This one is quite the beauty!”Slowly he walked round Barbara, his eyes taking in all her natural assets. She felt like a slab of meat that was been assessed by a butcher.“She’s quite the hottie, eh?” beamed the Panties King, “Well worth the 100K I’m asking!”Looking down Barbara saw the tattered remnants of her. It was such a turn on and he felt lucky that he got to watch her. Her hips started gyrating into the air as she touched her chest. It was as if she couldnt’ take it any longer and as her hips pumped into the air he focused on her ass. He wanted it in his grip so bad. As he watched from the doorway, she took her right hand and began to move it down between her legs. He loved it when she touched herself. Just then he heard the slightest moan and he knew she had slipped her finger inside. As he. .you never let on that you wanted..." I said inquisitively. "To fuck you?" Angie finished. "Hell yes! I've wanted to jump you since you took off your shirt the day you moved in!" "Angie, that was six months ago! I never . . ." Yeah, yeah, you never thought it was possible, and I thought I had gotten over it, too. Until your drunk ass copped a feel last month at Glen's party!" Angie said as she wrapped the towel around her waist. "But let's take a break, have a couple of beers and I'll explain.