" I went into my briefcase and got a soft piece of towel. I grabbed her jaw, and force it open. I stuffed the towel into her mouth, and cover...d it with duct tape. She kept screaming into the gag. Poor baby. "Ok, you can stop screaming now. It's not worth the effort for you." She continued to scream into the gag, and thrash around against the restraints. I sat and watched without comment. Finally, she tired out and stopped. Another hour passed, and she was "mrrrphing". She held the sides of her pants together and looked up pleadingly. “Do you have a safety pin, Casey?” “If I wanted to be really cruel, I’d say no, but I can’t do that to you, Ross.” Casey sighed and left the room. She returned with several safety pins. She helped Rosanna fasten them down the front of her pants. She made one last attempt at seduction, but Rosanna kissed her lightly on the lips and moved her out of the way of her goal—the front door. “Thanks, Casey,” Rosanna called back as she. I weigh 125 lbs tops on a good day as I call them. She was wearing a dark blue business suit. The usual conservative looking jacket and skirt outfit that someone in her line of work would wear and she wore her tailored skirt just above her knees. High enough to get your attention but low enough to still look professional. To top it off, her nails were perfect and her white frilly blouse fit loosely under her jacket. She was a knock out by any standards but I was surprised that compared to me,. Nope! The guy was right. Sorta. I never got an erection walking down the beach. I did plenty of times lying on our blanket and talking to Ash about the guys she was ogling. Her interest in naked guys, her fascination with large dangling swinging cocks was always fascinating to feel in her and always... hot as hell! Playa Linda Beach. It's adjacent to Kennedy Space Center near Titusville, Fl. At the time we went there, conservatively 500 nude bodies of all types were running around! Eye candy.