A short while passed, and Miss Buxton had joined the two men. They explained the situation to her, slightly glum. "so we have absolutely no water anyw...ere?" Miss Buxton asked. "seems like it. We've had a word with the utility suppliers, and they're on their way to sort it out" Bertie replied. "and how long will it take?" she added. The two men looked at each other and muttered. "we have no idea" Alf replied. Miss Buxton sighed. "we suggested shutting the bathrooms down until we've sorted. Eric slid his mighty tool along the groove of Jana's gash, across the swollen finger like protuberance of her clitoris. Oh yes she purred. Shivers shook her body. Please go in, fuck me, stick your big cock in me, she begged Eric. He complied. I watched in awe as he positioned the knob into the entrance of her vagina, rocked his body, and eased the large thick tool into her. The movement seemed effortless. Most of his thick shaft disappeared. He withdrew briefly, hunched forward and slid the. Mr. Grody had never taken the remote away, in spite of saying he would. At least her days passed a little easier. And now, thanks to the news channels, she knew what time it was. When she cared, at least. And once when she watched the local evening news she saw a mention of herself. The news man said that a local runaway, Stormi Sincere, whom the whole town had been looking for was reported to have been seen two hundred miles away in Chicago. She just stood there with tears in her eyes. They. He's holding the leash in one hand, gripping my arm with the other. I can't help comparing his decisive grip with how Joe touches me. Where Joe is tender and gentle, this man's grip is firm: not rough, not violent just very controlled, very measured, and very determined that I should do as he wants. Why do I find it so hard to be really aroused by Joe's loving touch when this man's grip makes me so wet?He steps away from me, turns his back and says, "Come along, Fifty," over his shoulder. I.