Mid-afternoon, it was Steffi who surprised us by saying, "We've booked a table at the Three Horseshoes. They do a nice dinner dance and we thought we ...ould have a pleasant evening out together with no cooking for us girls." Mike added, "It's close enough for us to be able to use a taxi back and they're quite happy for us to leave my car in their garage overnight. We can pick it up tomorrow Sven." "Other than I tend to only have a token dance, sounds pretty good to me," I said. The meal was as. You couldn't wait to start playing some games and grabbed my hands, tied them behind my back and told me to get on my knees. You told me to make the guys happy, so I crawled over and began to service them. It was hard with my hands tied and had to strain to reach for the first cock. That was the idea. After I got going you had me switch and lick each man in turn, trying to get their cocks into my mouth. Their hard cocks often smacked me in the face, as they didn't help at all but rather made. “Please make yourself comfortable. Would you like something to drink? We have milk. Would you like a glass of milk?”“No thank you.”“So what can we do for you?” Benny asked clapping his hands together lightly.“I just came by to see the place. Cathy has been spending so much time out here that I thought I should check it out.”Benny make a gesture like he was praying. He said, “Of course you’re concerned. We should have had an open house so our parents could see the place. It’s a little late for. Her family was mostly of French-Canadian origin, but her Basque grandmother had contributed the genes for Victoria’s black-haired, olive-skinned looks. Although she was good-looking, Victoria had had only two boyfriends in her twenty-two years. She had never been a friendly or personable girl, preferring to roam the fields around her home collecting insect specimens when she was not needed for farm work, or to sit on the weathered porch in front of her father’s white-shingled farmhouse and.