I did not buy anything; I came home only with the things I took,” I replied.“Sign on the line. You’re good to go, I don’t need to look through...your bags,” the agent said.After my bags were loaded we decided on supper at the Seafood Inn where we ate often. I wanted seafood; it has been six weeks since I had any of my favorite dishes.Jenny had read my mind and already reserved tables for all of us. That was not all she had done. I should have suspected something was up when we walked into the. The false pad slid behind another to reveal a small monitor screen and a big red button, not dissimilar from what one may have used on a daytime quiz show.Susan stared at all three with mixed emotions of shock, confusion and dread. The button most of all caught her attention as its very presence felt like it was for the purpose of activating something. Thus, during this time of panic, anything that held even a remote possibility of being a catalyst for escape was to be welcomed. Susan ran a. He wasted no time kneeling down behind her, kissing her bare back left and right as he sunk down, both hands gripping her delicious ass, biting his way down it. Shaun hooked his hands around the front of her hips, pulling Ali's juicy pussy back, and after some playful kisses on the back of her thighs, Ali felt him fulfill his promise from the earlier Instagram DM. His tongue was pressed flat against her soft wet lips, expertly dancing around on her smooth fuckhole, her ass instinctively pushing. Apparently, fucking me was what they were referring to.“No?” she asked, and stood up, “You must want the bigger one.” and walked over to a four-drawer cabinet.“What?” I exclaimed, watching her pull out a tube, “You’re out of your mind!”“Got to have lube for this one.” she stated whimsically, “This can make you bleed if you’re not careful.” and pulled out a schlong with the girth of a coke can.If she was using psychology on me, it worked. In fact, it worked so well, I got that drawer I was.