He took a breast and kneaded it rolling her nipple with his palm before taking the other nipple between his lips and sucking on the rubbery texture an... feeling it tighten. He then took turn with her other breasts and the reaction was the same. He sat back up on his hunches and saw he had left trails of fluid on her belly like a snail. He reached out with both hands and began mould her breasts again. They felt so comforting in his palms.He slid his hands down across her ribs until he reached her. I’m drunk, she thought. I wouldn’t be doing this if I were sober. Or… or would I? Why did she have to be drunk to enjoy herself? ‘Do you want a drink?’ I want your cock between my tits and my hands and my legs. I want you to fill my mouth as ride my fingers. I want you to fuck me and make me cum. ‘Please,’ was all she said as he poured red wine into two tall glasses. She didn’t care who this man was or why he was staying in this crappy motel when he could clearly afford better. She didn’t. "Well,let's move on to more fun activities. We will begin by using your tongueto lick and polish every square inch of my boots. Leave no sectionundone. Poor performance will be met with correction," Elizabeth's smiling facestated as she twirled her flogger in one hand and pulled on the leash with theother. Hesitant at first, Matthew started licking Elizabeth's boots. It was an awkwardposition as his arms were still bound behind him, yet he really started to getinto it. He didn't know if. Then I started to examine the background on the two men, to see if there was anything there that would help explain what happened to them. When I searched their house, I found an old bed in the basement that had restraints still attached to each corner, with evidence of old blood and bodily fluids all over the mattress. Unfortunately the mattress had had cleaning fluid poured over it, making it impossible to get any DNA evidence there.That triggered something in my memory, and I dug through the.