From my first orgasm I never wanted anything more in my whole life, or felt anything even close to what I felt with Harry. When the water cooled off I...got up rinsing the suds off wrapping myself in a huge towel I walked back into my room. I could see that I would have to make the bed if I was to get any sleep that was for sure. It looked like a hurricane had hit it, with sheets on the floor and pillows thrown all around the room. Hell I don't remember how it got so messed up but it sure did. She had never seen him before in her life. So why was she now tied to a metal chair, naked, in what looked to be his basement?“Hi there, Nikki. You probably don't know me, do you? But I know you. I know you very, very well. I've been watching you, learning your schedule, from afar, just waiting for the chance to bring you home. You almost caught me once, when I took the key from under your door and went into your room, just to get a whiff of your panties. You came home early, and noticed the. She asked me to stay and I answered that I would just drive for a while and then I would come home.I drove to the center and saw a young black guy eating a hamburger in the street. I stopped, showed a naked picture of my wife that I have on my phone and asked him whether he wanted to come home and fuck her. He said no problem and drove with me.When we came home my wife received me very angry, I explained her that I came with a guy for her and she said that she knew because she heard two doors. The catcalls continued as Brenda marched me closer to the edge of the stage, and pushed me off into the crowd. The crowd parted and I sprawled onto the floor, landing completely surrounded by the baying mob. I was dragged to my feet and thrust onto a chair, my wrists and ankles were tied to the legs and I found myself spread-eagled and helpless: “What’re we gonna do wiv ‘im first?” asked a fat woman with bleached blonde hair and a Tweety Pie tattoo on her huge left boob. “Let’s gie ‘im a mek.