?Her eyes finally began to flutter as I worked the rubber covered ringgag behind her teeth. Supportingher as she stumbled to the other room I let her ...all forward on the bed thensat on her buttocks.? I released theplastic wrist tie, folded her hands into fists and laced on elbow length heavyleather bondage mitts.? Wide straps withD rings buckled around each wrist then I dragged her under the ceiling pulleys,clipped on the snap hooks, and hauled on the ropes until she was on tiptoe. Bythe time I. As we sat at our booth at decent resteraunt, my mind kept wandering .As Chet went on about the game, I was wondering if the waiter’s cock would fit in my ass. When Chet went about how great it was that his Dad would be settling down to do business in town more than travelling, I was thinking about crawling under the next table and giving a slow wet blowjob to the henpecked dad with his kids screaming.I was nibbling on a piece of lettuce fantasizing about the two guys in the far corner. I turn over to Zully and let her know about it. I could see that as much as Angelina Jolie was turning Adam on, Antonio Banderas was having the same effect on her. She looks over to confirm what I was whispering to her and smiles. Without a word she reaches over and starts rubbing Adam's hard cock. Adam doesn't even so much as react, doesn't look away from the scene of Angelina taking it doggy, and quite roughly at that. I give her a "OMG what are you doing!?" look. To which she replies with a. "Is this Room 204?" It is," said Thuy, the teacher."My name is Roger Valentino," the very large man said. His every movement and word carried the gravitas of a Shakespearean actor. "I am looking for Mr. Jonathan Stanford. Is he within the confines of this room?"Everyone looked at Jon. Jon felt a bead of sweat drip down his face."Ahh, I see I have found the right place." The man entered the room. He was of such ponderous girth that Jon had no idea how he would fit through the threshold, yet he.