I slipped the key in the lock. I turned it smoothly and opened the door. Immediately I could smell the odor of sex permeating the apartment. Ursula’... master bedroom was to the left, past the beautiful art pieces and the filled bookshelves. Sounds were coming from that direction. Sounds I had heard before. Sounds I had made or caused her to make. Very fucking disturbing sounds. You understand? Am I fucking clear? Then I heard the voice that killed my dreams, that murdered my hopes, that. The reason I pulled them so tight before I padlocked them onto your ankles was to make it just a little more difficult to take off. And I thought using the hardened steel was a nice touch, it must have taken ages to cut through. Speaking of cutting through things, did you manage to get the ring off your cock and balls, I'll bet cutting that gave you a few nervous minutes, but I must say, it kept you very hard and you do have an impressive cock when it's angry. Tying your feet to the corners of. Uuugghhh she was so fat and annoying I hates her but right now I wasn't thinking about that I was thinking about the hot girls in my class that I would have fun with; there were quite a few hotties in my English class but one girl in particular that I have adored for so many years: Rose Bates. She was about 5'6 with bright blonde hair, luscious lips and a beautiful butt that would please anyone. Amd for the icing on the cake she had DD breasts standing nicely above her shapely hips and thin. She wore no bra or panties to rub against the new piercings and her clothing was very revealing. She sat at the bar legs spread and looked around. A man caught her eye. He could tell she wanted some one to fuck her and he wanted that job. He went over to her and rubbed her back and then to around the front of her. He liked that she had nice big tits and wanted to get his hands on them. He then rubbed his hand up and down her leg and he could feel her spread her legs as he touched her. He moved.