He got to his apartment: threw the heels, maid’s outfit, and pantyhose into a box, then began typing his instructions.?He wrote, "This is your last ...hance. You will be at 2237 Willis Ave at 5pm. When you ring the bell, you will be wearing the items in the box and nothing else. Why and how you get there dressed as directed is your problem not mine. You will do whatever is asked of you.? When you are done then you will receive an envelope with further instructions." ?He put the instructions in. I decided to stop for a few moments, I layed on the couch with my legs pulled up to my chest and took the medium toy and slid it into my ass, I had no issues accommodating all 7 inches deep inside of me, my cock grew rock hard again and I lubed up my dick again and began to stroke, I was again leaking precum and in this position my cock was maybe 18 inches away from my face, watching the cum ooze out while I fucked myself took me to the edge again, I quickly got up and straddled he chair. 'I wanna fuck your arse,' he told her.'Ok,' she said and lifted herself off of his cockShe turned herself around and lent against the wall and leaned forward, pushing her arse towards him. She let him take her of getting it in. She felt a finger slip into her. He was gentle, even though his words were as violent as usual. Soon the finger was replaced by his cock. It stretched her, but it did not hurt. She was used to it.He told her what a lovely whore arse she had as he pushed his cock all the. If you start, pulling your punches and lying to me our relationship will not work. Now, keeping all that in mind answer my question."This was not what Rufus expected at all. He was planning on giving some sort of song and dance until he figured out what answer David wanted. This request for honesty combined with the warning threw him off his stride. This man definitely was not Ms Johnson. She only asked questions when she knew the answer she wanted to hear. She always worded her questions so.