She lets out a moan of protest, and he gets an idea. He sticks two fingers into her cunt, much to her pleasure, and fingers her quickly to coat them. ...ante then begins to run them around her puckered asshole. He feels Veronica's body tense, knowing she doesn't want him to do what he's thinking about. It only fuels him more, and he pushes his fingers into her. She screams, pulling at her bonds, trying to get away from him. She begs him not to, so he kisses her neck, realizing she's not going to. We had talked on the phone about it, so it was something on the table.The plan was to meet up Monday, as that was the only day he had open. I’d taken a vacation day from work but told no one. I got up, showered, dressed. Picked out some cute panties, and a nice lace bra. My mind was racing. I was shaking, anticipating, worried, excited, aroused.I left the house normally and drove to the hotel, maybe forty-five minutes away. I figured that was far enough that nobody I knew would see me. I got to. Even more ... I reimbursed him for every penny he’s spent on my behalf. It’s MINE ... Muhahahaha. Mine, I tell you.“I wonder how the fence is coming.”“That was quick.”“You don’t know?”The top of the box said CAUTION. CANVAS. CUT CAREFULLY.Hmmm. I hunted up a box cutter.A kitchen anything and everything drawer can be a treasure trove or a disaster. It depends on how long the drawer has had to gather denizens. The contents of my drawer were bought at an eastern Sheridan county farm auction from a. . slept with Richard while I was you." Bridget started to get mad, but Mike cut her off quickly. "It wasn't his fault, he thought I was you. I don't know what happened. I think the box made changes to my mind. When I made the image of you, I think it took all of my information to make it, including that you liked Richard. I don't really have another explanation, so it's all I can think of." Doesn't it make you feel a little gay? I always remember you telling me you couldn't understand gay guys.