Sounds of witch scared me forced me to open my eyes to an young round ass looking at me in the face. I looked down at my cock to see an pussy had devo...red it, only to spit it up and repeat. Even tho I was wondering who it was the pussy belonged too it felt way too good for me to stop it. I felt the walls of her pussy contract on my dick sevral times, her movements started to slow. As I was no were near my climax I was a little disapointed. The mysterious women then stood up and turned. You look beautiful in them. It seems youreally like petticoats!" I do! I love how they rustle and swish around my legs." Well, we'll have to get you a nice one to wear under your regulardresses. They're all full enough to look good over a petticoat. In yourpretty apron, you'll look like an old-fashioned housewife." Oh, thanks, Mom! I love you!" And I love you, Lisa. Of course I love Leonard, too, but I've alwayswanted to have a pretty daughter to play with. And now I do!" Mom? What if. The tough of the brush, combined with the ever-present sense of Mr. Hawk watching, caused my nipples to embarrassingly stiffen.When asked by Wendy about which "accessories" Mr. Hawk wanted, he replied, "I think I'd like to see her in the leg-irons and collar. I watched Wendy in the reflections of the mirrors as she went to a closet and returned with several rusty old iron manacles. When secured, they felt very heavy around my wrists, ankles and neck and like leaden weights once I stood.. " Obviously, we didn't get a location from the call?" No. He hit two cell towers with his phone, and it was done in fairly rapid succession, so we think he's on the Interstate, and we know the city, of course, for what little good that does us. All we basically know is that he's possibly heading north. It was a cheap phone without a GPS function, probably a burner phone that he bought at Wal-Mart or some other large store. There's a possibility that the kidnapper is in a white van. No tag.