.." This time the bitch went out of the room leaving me alone.I tried the handcuffs, no joy they were firmly secured to the bed, I tried moving my fee..., with the same success! In fact the only thing I could move, apart from my eyes, was my fucking prick, and with what the bitch was planning I wished I couldn't move that.After a few minutes she returned carrying a video camera and tripod, which she quickly set up, I thought bitches couldn't work machines. She approached me again smiling."Thought. I sympathized with her predicament, and suggested she have sex before work, she laughed at the thought, but became more serious when I slipped her an e-mail address of a guy to contact.'What's he like', she asked inquiringly, 'Well he does have a big one', I replied teasingly and her eyes opened wide and she gulped down the remainder of her glass, 'I will get them in', she said rising to go to the bar, 'Tell me more when I get back', and off she sped to the bar.I studied her as she moved off. Driving in these heels was going to be just as difficult as walkingin them.I drove carefully and it seemed llike I hit every stop light. I still hadtime to back out but since I came this far, I figured to keep going.Heck, I even got a smile from the driver next to me when he saw a sexymature woman in the car next to his. That got my juices flowing to saythe least.I pulled in front of Janet's and opend the car. My dress had risen thatone could see my panties very easily. I stood, got my balance. She saw herself stroking her own cunt- flesh, manipulating the tiny pink erection of her clitoris. Eventually she let all of her fingers play there in the opening within the flushed lips of her contracting pussy, slowly widening the edges, and she slipped both index and middle finger in and out smoothly between the lubricated folds. Her facial muscles tightened and she entertained two more fingers and heard and saw them disappear with soft, wet, sucking sounds. I don't care! I really don't care.