‘Why don’t I give you a few extra hours to think about it’, she said. It was six months later when she finally contacted me, calling from an unt...aceable number. I was given strict instructions to rent a room at a particular hotel and wait for her there. When she arrived, she told me straight away that she didn’t have the key to my belt with her, so I could forget any ideas I had about overpowering her to get it. She would only go and fetch it once I was securely handcuffed to the four corners. I looked across at mummy, she had passed out, or so I thought until I saw his hand working between her legs, he was masturbating her and she was visibly lost in sexual ecstasy, humping his fingers as the cab driver focused his rear mirror on her face.My coat was open and you could not help but see nudity, my long thighs glistened white in the darkness, both culminating in my 'V', exposed and open sufficiently to allow his finger easy access between the soft folds of warm moist flesh, mother and. But that’s not all…’ I said weakly ‘most of the material have been filmed in a place that I know the address to…’ ‘What… why… where?’ Sean answered with a shocked expression on his face. ‘This is not the place or the time to tell you the what’s and the why’s, but I can tell you the where’s.’ I whispered ‘Someone has cleaned the place up slightly, painted the walls in another color, but its fundamental design is still the same… the room is still 23 feet long and 15 feet wide, the manacles on the. Sarah pointed out that if we had been a little more shy we might have called the police, and Simon agreed it was a dumb trick to pull."Thing is..." said Sarah "We didn't see much else. You got a real one in there as well?" she asked, eyeing up his crotch."I think it's only fair, we saw the fake, we should get to see some real dick!" I said, and Simon blushed bright red."O-OK" he said, standing up and undoing his belt."FUCK DUDE!" screamed Sarah "Not really! Keep it in your fucking panties, OK?.