I didnt see any other doors or windows than the one he had just left from and locked behind him. I quickly looked around the room and, realizing that ... was definitely trapped, began frantically banging on the door and screaming for help. I knew no one would find me, down in a dark bedroom hidden in the corner of the basement, but I wouldnt give up. I tried to think how I had gotten myself into this. The last few hours of a drunken make-out session with a guy who I knew was sketchy, were very. I had to take my index fingers on each hand to spread open that tiny slit to expose the bottom of her clit. During this whole time Alice did not make a sound or move a muscle. I gently spread her open as wide as possible and I started exploring with my tongue from the very bottom of that hole all the way up to just below her clit. She was starting to get perfectly slippery and I continued to tongue that tiny pussy slipping it in and up and all the way back down until her clit was completely. We arrived at an old wooden wall with a rustic door. I tried to open the door but found that it was secured with a rusty old lock and would not budge. Kim mentioned that she also was experiencing some strange feelings like an electric tingling all over her body. I thought I could hear voices coming from the other side of the door and the hairs on the back of my neck were standing up straight. We decided to put off exploring deeper until another day and made our exit.When we got out there, the. “You do, don’t you? You want my thick cock.”My shoulders hitch like a frightened cat and every tiny hair on my arms lifts and vibrates at the words, at their rich timber and tone.My eyes rove the room once more, looking for the body the declaration belongs to, but once again I find nothing. No massive body leant on the headboard or teetering on the edged of the desk. The door handle touches my backside and I realise I have moved backwards, my body craving escape but the door keeping me in.