‘Emma, where are you?’ * * * * * As if she was the man and he was the woman, with her intent of having her wicked, sexual way with him and with he... not taking no for answer, she pushed him up against the wall in the reception hall of her house. As if she could read his mind and as if she already knew what he was thinking, she looked him in the eye as if she was a She-Devil and had already owned his soul. She pressed the length of her nearly naked, bikini clad body up against him and gave him a. "So, tell me, Natalie. What horrible things do you now know about me?" Nothing," I smiled. "No embarrassing stories." Yet," his mother said with a laugh. "I've got plenty of time for that." Remind me to burn all the baby pictures," Ed quipped. "So, where's Dad?" Where else? It's Saturday morning," his Mom said."Ah, yes. Dad plays golf," he told me. "Golf-the only sport whose practitioners make baseball players look like they're in shape!" I don't know," I said impishly, "I didn't notice any. I go in the house and don't leave. I'm not to talk to anyone," answered Ken. He didn't understand the significance of the instructions. Skeptical, he said, "Now what do you really want me to do." Exactly what I said. It is very important that you do what I have asked." What should I do when I get in the house?" asked Ken eyeing the crowd in front of the driveway with suspicion. It was a rough looking crowd and the men didn't appear to be very pleased with the presence of the police."You and. You absolutely LOVE it. No words are needed for a good slave that you wanna be - just moans and sobs.You open your mouth wide, very wide… wow, what a good girl you are!... and put a gag into it. Mmm, tasty!Then you tighten a strap behind your head. You like the tightness of this strap, it makes you feel a real damsel in distress. It won't be easy to take this ball-gag off, and the only reason to do it is replacing a gag with a big nice dick or a juicy pussy…Mmm, you are getting super horny just.