I said, “Do you want me to eat you here or do you want to go into the bedroom?” She said, “Let’s leave.” “OK, but can I eat you now?”...er eyes were cloudy as she said, “Yes, please.”I said, “Take off your bra before we go in, I love your breasts.” She had no complaints as she reached back and unfastened and removed her new bra. I then felt and kissed her tits with one hand back inside her pussy. I looked over at Lisa and Mark. They had removed her bra; she was down to her black sexy. " Your own little dungeon," he added, "I told them it was for storing wine but I've got something much sweeter to while away the hours tasting."Candice gave a loud frustrated moan her head swimming. Not a dream? No a nightmare?In the newly renovated wine cellar it was cool and dark the smallest of slit windows high above allowing a shaft of heavenly light to hit the floor.As he surveyed the room he turned allowing the slung young woman to see a mattress, chairs and other items."While you were. "I opened the car door and we climbed in the back and Betsy said, "What now?" Normally we would do some hot and heavy necking that would lead to a blow job, some finger fucking and then we would fuck, but tonight I want to go straight to the fucking part." Why?" Because I'm betting that Alice is sitting in there not believing that you are out here fucking. She's thinking, "No, not Betsy, they are probably just sitting there talking." She's going to convince herself that she needs to verify. Like the Belgians they keep their windows shuttered, but in their case it has to do with keeping out the sun more than keeping young, kidnapped girls out of sight. Traffic signs were seen as more of a suggestion than a reminder of the law, and the rule about driving on the right-hand-side was treated with similar indifference, but our driver took things slow and kept his distance. Melody and I chatted about nothing in particular, the things married people discuss that drive their single friends.