THIS ADVENTURE WE DECIDED TO GO TO A CHALET SO THAT WE WOULD BE ISOLATED ON AN ACRE OF LAND WITH A HOT TUB ON THE DECK OUT BACK THAT ALL YOU CAN SEE I... WOODS AND STARS. IN THE TRUNK HE PACKED HIS ROPE,TAPE,BUNGEE CORDS,SHACKLES,HANDCUFFS AND OF COARSE HIS CLOTHES FOR THE WEEKEND. I MYSELF PACKED A STRAP ON,FRESH STRAWBERRIES,COOL WHIP,ANAL DILATORS,CAKE ICING,CANDLES,BUBBLE BATH,MASSAGE OILS,AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST MY SCHOOL GIRL PLAID OUTFIT MY WHITE KNEE KNOCKER SOCKS AND SADDLE SHOES CAUSE I. Another went right down the hatch.Johnny reached under the table and ran his hand hard up my pussy. I stared at him, my mind in a state of confusion, sexual confusion."Let's go somewhere more private," he whispered in my ear.Between my legs, the rains came. Not since that night in the car, many years ago, have I been so excited. Johnny towered over me by more than a foot. Had to be one hundred pounds heavier than I, but I thought of him as being cuddly, a big teddy bear.He had a room rented at. “Oh really! And what do you think about yourself when you were talking about my hands? Wasn’t it a dirty mind Janey?” I replied but immediately felt that I said something wrong, as she went silent and when she spoke, she uttered next few words in pretty serious tone. “Please don’t call me Janey. It hurts,” she said and went silent again. The air was getting heavy. I was trying to find something to say when she spoke again, “My husband used to call me Janey, you know ... you are so much like. He face was so fat, his eyes were almost hidden. He had a nubbin of a nose barely large enough to support his rimless glasses. The man sported a full beard, as white as his hair. For some reason, Andrew didn't think that beard was a fake.The man stood. He was fat. And again, that extra heft wasn't fake. He was also short, much shorter than the teen's six foot one. He wore a red suit trimmed in white. He wore a black belt and boots. Boots with a little unmelted snow on them.“What the fuck's.