It didn’t take long for the pain to subside and she settled down. ?You are a good piece of fuck meat.? He told her. ?Thank you.? She...replied dreamily. Almost in a trance.Luci drifted off to sleep on the couch. The next morning Luci woke up in a cab driving around the neighborhood. ?Were to Miss? Your faire has been paid.? ?Wa-what? Were am I?? ?Your in a cab in your neighborhood, I just don’t know which house is yours.? ?17 Cherry Tree. Name is Usama. It is my first story so I’m nervous too so I’m 20 years old and physical disable as I have this disease that makes my body shiver itself I am in second year and about to the end, I’m from Pakistan Islamabad, Muslim, I am normal guy slim and have 7 inches cock also straight, Gays,Transgenders stay away please! I have been reading ISS since 18 so thought to share my incident.I have 2 elder sisters and parents, My dad is retired Brigadier from Army and Mom is housewife and now one. The beauty of the situation was I could watch both.First they stripped off what they were wearing and then put on what they'd been altering all morning. Their jeans fit a good bit tighter now and showed their figures off to better advantage, and believe me, their figures didn't need that much of an advantage. Apparently they'd taken my comments to heart. The ones about loose clothes wrinkling under their asses while riding and causing blisters. There were no wrinkles on their jeans. She replied, "Obviously, it will have to be for some length of time otherwise the threat of your next orgasm wouldn't mean much. I mean if we only do it for a week, what's the big deal. You've already done a week. I would propose that we would revisit at one year, or put another way, after one year, you could choose to opt out. I can terminate the arrangement at any time."I thought for a moment. A year seemed like such a long time, but the more I thought about being locked up in the cage again.