“How the hell did you get the key?” He was furious.“Men are not as imaginative in their hiding places as they think they are.” She responded...coolly. Okay, I’ll see you in a bit.” She turned and started to walk out the door. “Beth there is no way you are going to leave me here!”She blew him a kiss as she left the basement. Now he was really worried. She had left the door open. Anyone who came down would be able to see him, naked and chained to the ceiling. A long time later, he heard. Well, what happens if she wants you to write another one? Maybe her character arranges another night with the bikers. He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. I hadnt considered that, but I dont see it happening. I think this is a one-off situation. Katie was still pressing on. OK, then what happens if she wants to keep in contact with us. Do you see that happening? I hadnt considered that either. He acknowledged. From her emails she seems&hellip,.normal, even if her fantasies are pretty intense! Im. He had never had achance to lick up so much butt sweat at once before!After all that dancing, a lot built up there betweenthose fat cheeks!I liked getting licked there but was going throughmajor fuck withdrawal, so I used his foot fetish to myadvantage. I shifted all my weight to my right knee –the one by the back rest of the seat – and moved backmy left foot and used the bottom of it to rub hisfuckstick. My foot quickly got him even more excitedand he entered me in just a few. It has its seedy side too, down some of the dark alleyways of Leith. Some good massage parlours too.The old sandstone house was in a plush area of the new town, and after walking past a couple of times, I plucked up the courage to ring the buzzer. The smooth voice answered, and the heavy black wooden door clicked open letting me into the hallway, then upstairs. Richard was a well-rounded, Buddha-like figure, certainly no Achilles, clean shaven, smiling, friendly, middle aged, and I breathed a.