Finally the phone rings again and Master indicates hehas just exited the Interstate and instructs her toopen the box and then carefully read the print...dinstructions and follow them to the letter as he hasvery carefully planned this out for their first inperson meeting.Liz eagerly opens the box and as she unpacks it herheart racesShe unpacks the black leather blindfold, theadjustable and locking wrist and ankle cuffs, eachwith a metal loop securely bradded to the outside andthe four odd looking. She turned me so I could rest my ass against the low shelf where the kettle and mirror were. I rested my hands on it beside me, thoroughly enjoying this moment of being passive. A big load was building inside me. Brenda sensed it and began stroking me with just the tip of my cock between her lips.“C’mon, Baby!” she encouraged. “Come on and spunk all over me,” she rasped before swallowing my whole length again. Hearing her talk like that was irresistible, especially with everything else she was. But there was another sound that she didn't understand; clicking. Soft clicks buried in the sound of the rushing water and loud clicks, their sound out of place.Scott's hand was looped through Jack's gun belt and he was holding on as though his own life depended on it rather than Jack's. A piece of cholla propelled by the water hit Scott in the side of the face. The burning was intense as his body reacted to the crude steroid in the paper like covering of the spines. The locals called it. But the orgasm tsunami had burned her erogenous zones to the quick; his flicking tongue hammered hot spikes through her swollen nipples. Snake slapped his head away. A second foray to her nipples earned a wicked slap that left her hand stinging. David’s mouth smiled against her skin as he doubled down, sucking her breasts and sliding his hand over her wet skin, moving south.“Too soon,” Snake cried, clawing at his hair that was too damn short to rip out. “Need a break.”He persisted, his.