I resisted the urge to duck and cover."Who're you?" She wasn't the least bit intimidated by Luke's towering height. The belligerent demand was an echo...of my own favorite tone.Luke studied her face carefully then looked at me with a closed, flinty expression. "I'm a friend of your mom." His carefully polite voice did not betray his obvious fury.She thought that over for a minute and decided to continue the inquisition. "My name's Emma. What's yours?"He crouched down in front of her. "My name's. She opened and I jockeyed the ball into her mouth,forcing her jaws open, and I buckled it around her head. Next came a blindfold.Then I opened up a thin, steel collar, interset with metal rings, and wrapped itaround her neck, fastening it with a small padlock.. "Now, then," I addressed her husband. He proffered his hand but I ignored it."You may stay only until I have completed my inspection. Then you must leaveher. But, just to re-iterate, her two weeks will be a rigorous time for her.There. Later that night, I was coming back from watching the fire works around midnight, I hopped on the empty elevator when at the last minute the cause of my blue balls hoped in. She was friendly, probably a bit drunk too. “Hi, you were on the beach earlier, I saw you” “yes, I remember” I answered, “you were sporting an awesome camel toe all day” I continued. She giggled, turn beet red and said “so you did notice” “how could I not notice, you have fat pussy lips” I said. The elevator got to my floor. I feel her tremble as I do so, but I can tell she's trying to maintain control. I kiss the inside of her pussy, then remove my thumbs and simply lick up and down within her slit, enjoying the silky warmth of it against the sides of my tongue. Lydia's very wet now, already creaming my face as I lick her. She tries to spread her legs wider, but it's difficult in this position. "Wait," she says breathlessly. "Move over here."Lydia moves to one of the leather chairs in the room. At the same time,.