"Damn, again," Ralph said."Damn? You know how many guys that would love to score me?" I asked."Smart ass," Ralph replied.So we both went out there to ...kate. For the time being they were playing some rocking music while everyone that could be skating, was. It was pretty packed, but we still had some room to play a bit. we stayed close to each other for most of the time, I mean like attached at the hip, but you know close. We did actually have some fun, the must fun we had not only since Angel. I need.She was bound to the chair. Each wrist tethered to its matching knee. Each leg tied to a chairs leg. Her chest and torso married to the back of the chair.The blind fold was a surprise. She was not expecting her sense of sight being taken away.“Sir, please!”The hand on her throat and his lips sealing against hers made her realize that her plea was for naught. It became dark. The blind fold was tight. The pressure of the binding was close to the point of making her see stars. Somehow, he. My clit is throbbing.”“Sounds like you could do with a bit more than a quick rub.” She replied as she crossed the bed to me. I was wearing a short newspaper print, skin tight dress with no bra. Lorraine was wearing a super sexy black dress that showed off her gorgeous curves to best effect. Both her shoulders were bare and the dress crossed her chest just above her boobs. Her erect nipples were clearly visible as they pushed through the gossamer like material.My clit twitched in anticipation of. I keep thinking of him too. What he might be doing right now and constantly wondering if he is thinking of me at all. If he even cares about me to begin with? Etc, etc, etc. Insert standard sadness shit here, blah... As you know, I struggle with trying to distract myself with other tasks or activities that might help take my mind off how unworthy I feel - and how much wine I've consumed in recent months - but nothing is helping. I can't even find someone who is willing to hold me for longer.
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