She had just left the upscale boutique where she worked. Holly had stopped by to pick up her paycheck like she did every other Monday. She didn’t wa...t to change her routine and cause anyone to be calling her to check on her.The beautiful nineteen-year-old wife certainly looked out of place, at the sleazy motel. Tomas Ortiz looked up and smiled when he saw Holly walk through the door. He got a tremendous hard-on as he looked over the sexy young wife, knowing that in a few minutes, he would be on. I triedpushing it out completely, only to have the two or so inches Ipushed out roughly pulled back in snug by the elastic belt, thelatex balls pressed tight against my chin. I couldn't get thehuge dildo out of my ass now either. I pulled at the handcuffs,no way they, or the rope they were tied to, was coming undone.Nothing I could do now except sit there like the cock hungryslut I appeared , and I guess I wanted, to be! But wait. I did have control over something. The Tormentor.I had the. “This looks like a good place to wait for the others,” Bridget declared taking a seat on one of the rocks. It was hard to walk as slow as Sam’s aunt and uncle, but Bridget was at least trying not to out pace her parents too much.Scanning the pathway ahead Sam saw that it wound up the side of the hill in a promising way.”Yeah. I’m ... um ... I’m going to scout ahead,” he said.Bridget shrugged her shoulders indifferently.Climbing the steep path Sam found a potential vantage point nestled between. Regardless of what you believe, Mother Nature would do what she wanted. She bats last, and she bats 1000. I’m probably quoting that wrong, but I had read it the other day and it had been in my mind lately. Certain things didn’t matter what you believed, they just were going to happen they way they were going to happen.She was walking around the visitor center at Logan’s Pass reading the displays while I sat and caught my breath. Everyone had grabbed whatever spot they could and I was sitting.