" It's the longest story to date, and features extensive and varied scenes over the course of a wild wedding weekend. She was making small talk in the...coffee room with a guy from work, Jake, and the subject came up of how she helped a friend paint her bedroom over the weekend. Jake knew Abbie was always one to say yes to her friends, so Jake casually asked her if anyone pushed boundaries with her."Abbie," Jake asked, "this might be a weird question, but I'm just so curious. Has anyone ever. . the 'toys'? Whether I could have some? Take some with me, if you are not using them?... Please!" she added quickly."Ah. Our toys. My toys you mean" He pondered for a moment. She could almost see the wheels turning behind his eyes."They are quite expensive you know. Leather goods, latex, specialist orders. Made to measure. I could give you a good price- about three grand?" he offered, knowing she didn’t have the money."I don’t have that much. But wont you have to get rid of them anyway?. I tried to warn her, but she must have sensed it, anyway. I came in buckets up her culo, shooting rope after rope of accumulated jizz from my balls into her bowels. It was the most extreme release ever for me, made it even more invigorated when she wiped down my dick and stroked me before removing my gag.“Shh ... just relax, papi. Sorry, but I had to assure everyone at work that you were a little ‘tied-up’ and couldn’t make it in today. As you can see, I didn’t lie, did I? My baby just lost his. Cynthia and I went to lunch at Cafe Davis. Barbara Davis seated us. We ordered a chef salad and two plates. We had barely finished lunch when I noticed Barbara's cat. It was a smart cat. It was afraid of its own shadow. I had Barbara call it over. Cynthia and I sent it feelings of safety and love. Barbara called the cat Prince.I asked, "Are you coming to Jane's Easter Dinner?"They were planning on it. Barbara said Maria asked Fred to bring desert."Would Prince like to meet Tiger and Squeaker?".