The address was bogus so he could not help with that. “Of course,” he said, “the phone is in my bedroom” As Lori entered the house, and she w...s excited by the smell of mustiness and unwashed clothing. He led to her to the bedroom and to the unmade bed with sheets yellowed and smelling of pungent body odor. She dialed a number that she knew would not answer and let in ring for several minutes before hanging up.A she had practiced, Lori let out a long, sad sigh, sat down on the bed and put her. “Fuck me here,” I said bending over the window. “There, what if someone will see you,” Sean asked. “Just come here, and fuck me hard,” I said. Sean came near me, he grabbed my ass, and I again felt his cock inside me. I was looking outside the window, and getting fucked hard. “Oh yes fuck me,” I moaned. I noticed that a man in the parking lot had noticed me. He was starring at me, and I smiled looking at him. He was standing between the cars, he was around forty and was a staff member of the. We had worked our way from one end of town to the other (OK, it wasn't that far), and there was only one more place to look. Arnie was not very hopeful, since the place was a seedy little livery stable that looked to be on its last legs. We walked in to the main barn, looking for the owner or manager, and there IT was!Arnie just stopped where he was and admired the wagon. I swear he drooled, he was so impressed. Not only that, the wagon was painted red with yellow highlights. With Arnie and. Hier dans la matinée, Karine m'appelle sur mon portable (une copine rencontrée à l'Amphibi) pour me demander si je si disponible pour un plan cul c'est son mari (Henri) qui l'organise avec une "Maitresse" qu'il a découvert en allant sur son blog. Il veut éduquer Karine, qu'elle apprenne à se soumettre pour mieux la dominée, enfin bref je les ai rejoins. Henri, à beaucoup parlé de lui, de ces performances, bien installé dans un beau fauteuil un verre de Wiskys à la main.La "Maitresse" en tenue.