You stepped into the bathroom to turn on the shower, then came back and gently tugged down my panties until they fell around my ankles. You helped me...to step out of them, then You removed Your own clothing and, taking me by the hand once more, led me into the shower.And then You washed me, Sir. You shampooed my hair, massaging my neck and scalp until I felt ready to melt into a puddle and run down the drain. You used a warm washcloth to gently remove what few traces of makeup remained on my. As Sweetspulled off his stained boxers, I understood why womenwere afraid of him. His closely trimmed pubesaccentuated the relaxed cock hanging between his legs.It looked like a 24 ounce beer can pointed at the floor.His balls were something a Black Angus bull would havebeen proud of. It all seemed to match perfectly with his270 pounds of slightly dissipated physique. Dee was moving her hips and moaning as Weasel againworked her into a state of high arousal. There was nohint of hesitancy on her. She informed me that I'd be locked away all week long in my chastity device. I caught a glimpse of her white bikini panties. To me it is alot sexier to sneek a peek up a skirt than to have it fully exposed. OK fast foward to this weekend. Saturday I was busy in the garage almost all day. My cell rang at just pasted six. It was my wife she said I'm about to leave do you want to see me before I go? I said yes and hurried inside. She looked just like she did last weekend...a total sex pot. I asked. "That's great, and all but we still don't know where she is," I protested."Yes and no. They were able to partially track the van through the town centre's CCTV network, but once it moved outside that, they lost it. Hopefully, that won't be a problem for much longer. I've called in some favours and a friend of Anna's is going to help us. He is a tracker, a very specialised telepath who can locate people. given a mental impression of them. Officer Williams is coming along to provide that. so we.