But I divulge from my main theme and my hang-up with psychologists, ramming a fat bitch is good for a quickie and light relief, what about a girl with...a body to die for, a girl with a masturbatory habit that borders on the unnatural, a girl who needs to do it every morning, in the afternoon and again in the evening, sometimes six times a day, and every time she does it she cums, now that's one hot cunt, dont you think, and whats more exciting for you, is that girl is me, and as I write I am. Add to that smokey green eyes and thin sexy lips and you can see why people refer to her as Gorgeous Gwen. From the time we started dating my friends all expressed their envy at me landing such a smoking hot piece of ass. She is a freelance writer for fashion magazines and on-line blogs so she is pretty dressed up where ever she goes. I got home one Friday evening from an afternoon shift. I knew she was home because her car was in the driveway. The house was dark as I made my way to the. Inside was all us tourists thought a diner should be, the atmosphere wasamazing, and the menu bewildering in the range and types of food,eventually we ordered, the food was good and the conversation brilliant,shortly after midnight we went back to our hotel fully fed and ready forbed.Brett and I went for a nightcap the other two took the hint and went tobed, we followed soon after, at my bedroom door I had made my mind up,after a lot of thought, with Carl I had gone to bed with him,. Tonight was different though no one was out, talking to her the alleys were filled with an eerie silence that she didn't like. She blacked out.She was woken a strange room tied to a chair. Can this be real, was it a joke, where was she many question filled her head. It wasn't a well lit room her first thought was that of a movie she seen recently 'SAW 3' she almost giggled at the silly idea someone would tie her up just to do a bit of torturing pointless in her eyes. Then the door room opened.