He put me against a wall and locked my arms and legs to the wall.Then he put a ballgag on my mouth so i couldn't scream.He started to hit me with a wh...p. It hurt and i yelled but he kept on hitting me.Eventually he got bored and left the room. I was still hanging on the wall crying. Time went by and then he came back. He took me off the wall and bounded my legs together. Then my hands. He replaced the ballgag with a blowgag. After this he took his cock out and jerked it off in front of me. I. Then it struck him that she was in factcoming on to him. The more he thought about it, he figured he would saysomething, and if she shook her head no, he would get the fuck out of therefast.The rest of his meal was eaten in silence, but when she brought him the check,he figured it was now or never."Is there any Motels around here that you could recommend?"He said it so there was no mistaking what his intentions were. His coal blackeyes were looking into her Blue pupils, and both of them knew. “This is what I want to do to your cock” I told him. “Don’t tantalize me like that!” he groaned. I laughed, thengrabbed him again and vigorously renewed my massaging. A carpassed us on the left, then suddenly slowed down so that wecaught up. I took a quick glance The man in the car was gapingat us. I broke into an embarrased laugh, sped up and changedlanes to leave the car behind. “That guy saw us” I remarked. “I don’t. It should be absurd to even think of falling in love so quickly, but this is Frank. I love him. I want to be with him — with both of them. I'm going to miss them when they leave on their honeymoon. Oh, I want to be with them. I want Frank to make love to me. I want to make love to him. Odd, somehow, I'm not jealous of Margaret, and she seems to not even think of being jealous of me. She wants Frank to love me. I know I should think that's crazy — but I don't. Oh, I want to go with them."This is.