Stacey had gone to the realtors the day before to make a connection and set up some appointments to view available properties. She’d passed on what ...e’d decided we needed: four bedrooms in the main house, a two-bedroom apartment (at least) by way of a separate rental unit or an in-law suite, easy access between the two that could be shut off, a decent yard, preferably fenced, no pool (too dangerous for the girls) and parking for at least three vehicles. We hadn’t specified a price range. The. Both seemed motherly and consoling and I gradually began to feel relaxed. We reached their house first and they invited me in for coffee but I begged off explaining that I had things to do. Actually, I had nothing to do but I felt that I was imposing upon them. I said my goodbyes and walked back home. It had started to rain lightly and it matched my gloom as I lay down to nap. It was a few hours later when the phone woke me. It was Gina inviting me over for dinner. She would not let me decline. There was a polar bear skin rug, fireplace, and a jacuzzi shaped like a giant wine glass. you point me towards the restroom so i can get ready. i waste no time getting to the bathroom. I undress and jump in the waterfall shower. one of you bring something for me to wear when I dry off, but from in the shower i can't tell what it is. i finish and dry off and pick up what i was to wear and look at it. I love what I see.... a studded leather harness with a leash connected to the back along with an. ..here take a good long snort and hold it...' AS I did so Daryl slid his long tool back and forth in my bung a number of times. When I exhaled it was like a wave of lust exploded inside of me, I wrapped my legs around his waist and tried ram my bung up to meet his thrust. Daryl slammed down into me as hard as he could, whimpering, whining and gasping for breath I took his pummeling assault into my bung hole. Daryl placed the bottle on the night stand and took hold of my wrist and pulled my arms.