"What's this for?" she demands. I tell her the hook is to attach to the twine I expected they would want to tie to the head of my cock later tonight.... "Why do I need to wait," she quips, "I think I'll hook you up right now." Grabbing the twine off the shelf from last week, she pulls back my fore skin and wraps a loop around my cock just back from the head like before. "Do you always have a half hard on, you fucking pervert. So now I'm supposed to connect the other end to that snap hook,. We do not know this man. Bring him up here." Someone sitting behind me lifted up on my tied hands, forcing me to stand. My hand held down my coat as I tried to stand and I fell over. I stumbled up and walked to the stage, my own gun being jabbed into my back. I was terrified.The woman removed her hood revealing a pleasant face with a stern look. "Put him on the wall." The person behind me complied, presumably handing the gun to someone else, and removing the ropes from my hands. They. .Lexy had been messaging a guy from her work and as I found out been meeting. We were in our mid late 20s and this guy was I’m his 50’s, very good looking guy, toned and hung. Looked like a George Cloony type guy and to be fair the guy had serious game. The messages I found were shocking but at the same time very horny and making me thing quite a lot about a new found feeling of someone else fucking my girlfriend.i could go on for quite a while about the messages and the pictures that went with. I nuzzled and licked the hollow of her throat. Suddenly, Sandra began to tremble. I held her slender body tightly and felt her stomach muscles begin to undulate against my body. She moaned softly in my ear, as her shuddering quiver grew more violent. Abruptly, she relaxed, giving a great sigh. ‘Wow! That was a surprise,’ she whispered. ‘I never came that way before! You weren’t even in me. Let me rest a minute.’ I held her close, kissing her neck and jaw line while my fingers idly caressed her.