. even I taste good on his fingers.His hands skim up my arms to the cuffs above my head, and he unclips them, freeing me. Turning me around so I'm fac...ng the wall, he tugs on my hair, pulling me into his arms. He angles my head to one side and skims his lips up my throat to my ear while holding me flush against him."I want in your mouth." His voice is soft and seductive. My body, ripe and ready, clenches deep inside. The pleasure is sweet and sharp.I moan. Turning to face him, I pull his head. "Not to bad," i thought , as i wentback into the house and handed the invoice to Mr. Gustavsson, who looked it over for what seemed tobe a very long time. "Is there a problem Mr. Gustavsson," i asked . "No, there's no problem, I wasjust thinking that maybe you would like to add another $150.00 to make it an $250.00 ."I eyed the man a little suspiciously and wondered why he would make such an offer.I had found out that Mr. Gustavsson had been a widower about twelve years ago and lived alone,and. She lay in her bed dreaming of having a man love her. She was twenty-five and still had not found love. She felt so low after having her orgasm. It was not like being with a real man but at least she could make herself cum.She got into her bed naked and drifted off to sleep. Around three o’clock in the morning, she heard whispering and there must have been a storm. A branch that hung on a nearby tree was banging into her window.A voice was calling to her. Gina was scared and pulled the. "Oh, really? It's odd, I've seen pictures of Cynthia, and she's a petitelittle thing, why would she have a bunch of size 10 panties andgarterbelts?" Uh-well, you know, she did loose a lot of weight after we got together,and they must have been left over. You might as well throw them out aswell." I wondered how much it would cost to replace all my things, butinstantly decided that it was far cheaper than having a college agedgirl gossiping to her friends about how the lawyer she worked for was.