The man himself looked relatively sane, though. His blonde hair was neatly combed and he smiled when Amanda opened the door. "Hello," he greeted...her, "Are your parents home?" "Er," Amanda began, "I think so. Are you selling something?" Her parents hated door to door salesmen. Amanda wasn't exactly sure where her parents were, but she doubted they'd want to be interrupted to listen to someone trying to sell something. The man laughed. "No, not at all." "Wait right. She requests me to have a lesbian BDSM session with her. I refuse her request, but she ties me up. Imagining or Visualizing the story will give you a better feel while reading. The story is just continued from where I paused in the last part.She placed my wrists crossed in the small of my back. And in meanwhile, she took the bondage ropes.Me: No, it does not exist.Divya: No, it does exist.With both my wrist perfectly crossed, she wrapped 4 to 6 coils around it.Me: It fucking does not.Divya: It. Susan was aware of the hard looks she was getting as her breastsbounced under her unbuttoned dress. She felt light headed andconfused and didn’t feel she could change the environment she wasexperiencing. She heard Lanny tell the change man that his wife hada little too much to drink but she liked to play the pinballmachines and, raising his voice, shouted she would challenge anyonein the house to a game.Four or five guys immediately gathered around Susan as a skinny,long haired, tattooed punk. As you read, you can imagine what the beginning was like!you fuck my neck so hard and fast all i can do is keep my mouth open and hope for enough chances to catch my breath, to make it possible to keep going as long as you want. you drill me harder after each breath I draw, your balls squashed up against my lips as you order me to lick your balls. i manage to get my tongue out over your thick cock and try to lick your balls as you grind your cock around trying to make me gag. i let you make me.