” he said again as he quivered in fear.“What are you talking about Frankie?” I asked, while holding him by both shoulders. I tried to look him i... the eyes but his focus was nowhere to be found. He looked straight through me, reliving some kind of terror in his mind’s eye.“Is he okay?” the good Pastor asked.“I’m not sure,” I said, still trying to make eye contact with the shaking bastard.Frankie dropped to the ground and pulled his knees tight to his chest. He began rocking back and forth in the. She was oblivious to the excitement inside the Hall."My daughter's house is a block east of here. It's the house with the white camper trailer on the south side. Give me a minute to go inside and get my purse. I will start over. Give me a few minutes. I don't want to be seen leaving with you. Can you at least give me that dignity of leaving alone?"Brad dropped his cigarette and stepped on it. He let the smoke out in rings. He looked down at her and tried to conceal his look of triumph as he. I was not ready for what happened next. On our way to the bed she took my shirt off, NO, she ripped my shirt off. Lay me on my back on the bed and started to suck and chew at my neck and chest. Before I knew what was happening I was blind folded and she was preparing the restraints for my wrists, my hand secured behind my head. She was wrapping something around my chest, it was soft and frilly but it took me a moment to realize it was her bra that she was putting on me. My bulging cock poking. ." Hopefully the impact that statement had on me, made it look more impressive, if you know what I mean. She walked around me for so long I started to get a bit frisky."Stacey, I ...................mmmmmppggggghhhhhh!!!" That was as far as I got before Stacey shoved several sponges in my mouth. I then felt her tightly wrapping a scarf round my mouth, forcing the sponges deep into it, tightly gagging me."That'll shut you up..." she mused, as she continued to circle me, like a predator circling.