’ I spent an hour composing an email. After some critical editing by Annie I sent it to her office address. I tossed and turned for hours before fin...lly falling into a shallow and unrefreshing sleep. By late morning the next day, a Friday, I was prowling and growling like a caged tiger. No response from Ferry. I was about to call her office, when my phone pinged at 11:30. I saw the sender and my heart skipped several beats as I read the text. ‘Loose Park in Rose Garden. 12:30. Bring lunch.’ I. ‘Fuck yes! Oh shove it all in your mouth, you beautiful whore!’ He shouted out. Andrea felt her heart race as he called her nasty little names. He seemed like such an innocent young man too, and now he was going to get nasty with her, just the way she wanted him. She put his whole dick in her mouth deep down her throat. She knew how talented she was and she even managed to put his balls in her mouth as well. Her lover’s cock was drowning her mouth. She licked his balls feeling them pulse with. She felt the sexual electricity between our bodies. She kissed me suddenly with passion and I kissed back and she grabbed up my legs and wrapped them around her waist and pushed me into a corner and her right hand felt up my hot wet pussy. I moaned and my hands clumsily went to the top of her jeans. She helped and pulled her jeans off. I ran my hands down her panties and felt her wet and hot pussy. I felt her kiss me down the neck and I rolled my eyes back and moaned pleasurably."What's your. Ankles and arms, stretched wide to the bed's four posts. Held there by padded leather cuffs and locked chrome chains. I wasn't going anywhere. How long I'd been here, I couldn't say. I tried counting how many times she changed the candles. I could keep count for a while, but by the time she was finished with her 'treatment' I couldn't think straight enough to remember what my running total was. The 'treatment'. What a euphemism. What she actually was doing was torturing me, slowly, sweetly,.