Put. That. Delicious. Cock. In. My. Cunt. I. Will. Never. Forgive. You." she said, each word, punctuated by a kiss harder and deeper than the last. Ne...dless to say, I was hers to command. I slid her wet thong free of her folds, with her wiggling her hips in assistance. It was almost entirely soaked through. I took a moment to slide my fingers through her lower lips and she quaked again as my finger crossed her clit."Oh God, Gary, don't tease me, fuck me," she panted pulling me down on the floor. ..if you think it's a good idea," Cassie said. Damn! She was going to go meet up with this loser! What in the hell was wrong with her? "Yes, I understand. I know what you want, and I'm willing to give it to you," she said as she flopped down on her bed. She began to smile in response to whatever he was saying to her."Oh, yeah...trust me, I know. I want it just as bad as you do, baby. I was thinking about you and your big dick all day long. I'm so lonely and horny...I wish you were here right. " "John, the first lesson is immediate obedience to any command - I'll ask you again - put your hands in the cuffs now - no arguments!" She smiles as she says it, but for a few seconds I try not to move my hands, but they suddenly feel very uncomfortable. I shift my body to try to make them more comfortable, and move them to a less cramped position. Before I even realize what I have done Heidi has snapped the cuffs on my wrists and I realize that I have been holding out my hands to her. "Thank. This resulted in a shouted conversation at the ticket window that neither Wesley nor the ticket agent understood, but participated in with great vigor.“Perhaps I might be of assistance,” a voice behind Wesley said. Wesley froze at the sound of the British accent, his thoughts first turning to the vicious attack by Ryan McGuire. He turned, however, to find a short and somewhat stout gentleman in short pants and a pith helmet.“I don’t know,” Wesley said. “My train was late and I missed my boat.