The second was far more embarrassing. Apparently my uncouth behavioror at least lack of refinement had bothered Arthur Livingstone enoughto talk to m... mother. Shortly after my visit back east mother hadforced me onto an airplane bound for New Orleans to spend two weekswith Mrs. Broussard and her school for young ladies. Manners, edict,diction, makeup, and clothes had all been crammed down my throat. I?mnot exactly sure what story Arthur Livingstone and my mother concoctedbut I kept getting. In my silv” yes, use the medical term, it made it sound much more official. “You must lick it, as you do so I shall be stimulated to produce more”Since Mercran had never seen a hairy groin before, she was curious and credulous. She knelt and applied herself to the job. Initially Caroline had cleared the path through her fur, and opened her slit; but once Mercran was started, Caroline was too much into the enjoyment, and Mercran had to clear the path herself. She had an almost virile tongue, the. I thought she tasted a little salty. Could Jack have been leaking some of his lube juice into her mouth? Hmmm. Probably. I know that my dick was oozing from all of the erotic passion that was evident in that bed. I grabbed Jack's stiff boner and pressed the spongy tip against Evie's soft lips. I saw them part as the tip pressed inward and soon the hard shaft was entering as well.I laid down next to them and watched as they resumed their oral sex. I wondered if Ev would take Jack deep, all the. I was pushed into a van, hooded ,handcuffed and gagged.The van drove for about an hour, while the roads became bumpier and bumpier.I was shocked. What had happened to me? Who k**napped me? What did they want?When the van stopped, the door was opened and I was dragged into a room with a vast echo, when the door was slammed shut. I was pushed to a pole, my handcuffs were removed and I was tied to the pole.Nobody spoke. The only sound was some rustle and some jingling.Then my hood was removed and.