I was 19 at that time and me and my friends were drinking and that evening after a few drinks one of the friends put up a bet to call up a random numb...r of a girl and start talking to her, I took up the challenge and a husky voiced girl picked up the phone, she spoke out a name of a restaurant and asked me what I wanted. I tried talking to her and gave my introduction, and also told her that please talk to me as I have a bet with my friends and I really want to win it and she started laughing. He let her look about, on one wall a St Andrews crucifix, behind the door a tall closed cupboard, to the left a chair, heavy solid, wooden, and bloodstained, straps hanging from the arms and legs, a thick wooden tray, again stained, leaning casually against the left side. In the other corner a couch, a doctors examination couch complete with leg rests and in the centre a rope lift under the single light, complete with floor rings. She shuddered, a look of shear panic rushing through her, as he. Paula didn’t just do spin classes she owned an actual bike and loved being outdoors in shorts so short that they had no legs. I loved watching her driving the guys crazy; I had to be the big bat she swings more than once. As I tried to not think about how those legs felt wrapped around me, her perfect breasts came in view. They were nestled in a purple lace demi-bra. Her nipples were half erect and almost visible thru the white linen shirt that hugged her form. I gently opened the bottom. Well, yes he did, but she lovedit, loved his clumsy hunger. It took less time that she’d expected to take her tothe edge. The tightening in her thighs, the deliciouscontractions happening up inside her. Her breathingspeeded up and she heard herself begging, “More, more.Harder, harder.”Her orgasms were always so intense. And this hungrypuppy, suckling at her nipple, produced an explosioninside her that had her sobbing with the joy of it. Her knees began to buckle and she pulled herselfagainst.