Mit 22 war er Mechaniker in einer Reparaturwerkstatt für Fahrräder, weniger weil dies schon immer sein Lebensziel gewesen war, oder weil er für nic...ts besseres geschaffen war. Er gehörte nur eben zu den Leuten die von zwei Gelegenheiten immer die nutzten, die sich am Ende nicht auszahlte.Na gut, er hatte immerhin einen Job, der Ihm sogar genug Geld einbrachte, das er anständig Leben konnte, ohne jeden Cent zweimal ´rumdrehen zu müssen, wenn er sich mal etwas leisten wollte. Zum Glück war er. The contents of her two bags spilled on the ground. Both of us were embarrassed to find a black teddy in one of them. I quickly scooped it up before anyone saw and put it back in the bag."Thanks. What are you doing here? I thought Jenny and you were going out?" Stacy said."After school stuff held her up." I replied.Stacy made an, "Oh." Face in response.It was how she did it that caught my attention: Stacy was hiding something. Unlike her daughter Stacy is a very poor liar and has no poker face. She was really slow in reaction, and didn’t really understand what happened until it was too late. By the time she understood that she was cuffed I had already slipped a leather blindfold on her.She was getting really uneasy now, demanding that I should unlock immediately. I calmly said I wouldn’t attract any more attention than necessary if I was in her position. She thought it over and realized that I was right, but that still didn’t make her any less angry, but at least she was quiet. I said. I open my legs for him as he probes me. I can hear his fingers slide through my wetness. I can no longer hide my moans and can barely contain my desire for him. My legs begin to shake with pleasure. He puts another finger in my ass and I press by body towards him. He moves his finger deeper inside me-it hurts, but I don’t mind. I can no longer see the line that separates pleasure and pain. All I know is that I want him. He moves his fingers from my pussy and starts gently rub my clit. I look.