K. and with that I left and sat far away where I could see her and she could see me in case there was danger.Several guys went to her table and asked ...o dance slow dances. All the guys tried to move their hands to her ass and under her skirt, but she stopped them. I could tell she was interested in one guy, because he was with her at the table long enough to buy her a couple of drinks and he got to place his hands on her upper thighs and she didn’t take any action to move his hands away. He. It has to be in your soul, andyou're a long way from that." Mistress, I don't know how to ..." Of course you don't," she said. "That's why you need me." She had mestrip, and then tied my hands and legs to her spreader bars beforeraising them above my head. "Now, tell me one thing good girlfriend havein common." I don't know," I said."That's because you're not thinking right. All the best girlfriends arecock crazy," she said. "Sooooo ..."She turned off the lights and in front of my images. They were real, and warm, and I put my hands behind them and pressed them to my face before squeezing them together and sucking both spongy nipples into my mouth simultaneously. Ann gasped and dropped onto me, the penetration of her hymen a non-event, the pulsing of her hips seemingly out of control as she took me into her body, her mouth open soundlessly yet smiling from ear to ear. She rode me frantically, and as my hands found her hips, her breasts began to swirl in circles, batting. So, I turned around and here was this guy, with a smile and a twinkle in his eye and he looked like my Dad! I was instantly wet and also afraid. He was a stranger. He took my hand and we walked away from the drink counter. “I’ve always wanted to fuck the Girl in the Gilded Cage and especially right now.” His words were absurd and I pulled away. He took out his wallet and some bills…I saw a $50 and a $100…he handed them to me. I took his hand!“We don’t have to really do anything. I was.