An escort comes for me. When I stand, she smiles and places a broad leather belt around my waist. My hands are cuffed to the belt behind my back and t...en I'm plunged into a sweet musky darkness as she drops a leather hood over my head. She must clip a lead to the belt; I feel a tug at my waist. "Come on, Fifty," my escort says, "Just come with me."I feel panicky at first: walking blind with just the guidance of the lead and the voice of my escort to steer by.The floor beneath my feet is. “God Michael, can you see how wet I am? I can’t help it ... it just happens. Let’s go for a swim” she said as she reached out her hand. I stood up and as I started to take my shirt off she put her hand on mine “Let me.” She whispered. Gently she undid each button and removed my shirt. She then knelt down in the sand, and looking straight up into my eyes, she unbuttoned my shorts and lowered my zipper. Nature had taken its course and I had a raging erection that required her to kind of work. I keep up my dodge by rolling around on the ground, as he starts to kick me, now that I am down. It is around now I start to think these brutes were not going to survive much longer, if I have anything to do about it.Gwen gets her courage up and jumps on his back and starts pummeling him with her hands. By now we are making a nice spectacle.In the end, with all the commotion, Coop shows up and starts yelling again."You stupid cows! What the hell do you think you are doing! Mase, you fucking. We ordered our food, made conversation. I started telling her how stressed out i was...and i guess she felt bad about my stress, because as i was talking, i noticed a smile come over her that somehow made me nervous...as she shifted in her seat. Then, i felt her foot on my ankle, playing underneath my pantleg with her toes.......and still she smiled seductively. "Are your shoes off ?", i asked lightly. She nodded real slow, her eyes piercing my eyes. She slowly made her way higher, as i grew.