She broke up with you?" No not that either" Well what then?" If you'd stop interrupting with guesses...... she wants to meet you, Mick" Really?" "Yeah..... and.. .um ..." Go on" She wants to watch" Fuck" Yeah. Fuck, suck... whatever" Hmmm..... I never did that. Never even with two guys." Well it's cool if you don't want to, Mick. I'll explain that you're not into it" Wait! Who said I'm not into it?" Oh, so you might be?" Damn right" Well she'd kinda like to watch us tomorrow... doing what we. He grinned and said "Oh come on, let her struggle a bit, you know this is my favorite part!"Sarah heard the receding footsteps of one of her captors fade away. She was now alone, tied fast in a dark, locked room with a stranger. She began to cry. "Oh, you're crying now? It makes so much noise" came the hoarse voice of her captor, "I guess that means we will need a better gag". He turned around and grabbed a latex hood, pulling it over her head. The new addition covered most of her face,. "Jeanne Conn, Devon Stafford."She glanced into his eyes and found them warm, absorbing."Eric told me you were attractive, but even the words sensuously beautiful could not do you justice," he observed."Thank you... Mr. Stafford," she responded, blushing a bit at the compliment."Devon, please." Thank you Devon"She looked to Eric who silently urged her on."Call me... Jeanne." A lovely name for a very lovely woman. May I have this dance?"Again she looked to Eric who nodded his head in. About a minute later I noticed her out of the corner of my eye get back on the treadmill and pulled her tits out over the the top of her bra. and giggled at my reaction After about 10 minutes of her running with her bare boobs flapping around she asked if I would spot her on the bench press machine. So there I was standing there staring down on her exposed chest with my cock trying to rip out of my pants when she asked me to kneel between her legs and adjust the legs of her shorts for her.As I.