"They always are, Mark. You remember where to go right? Get us there, remember no cops. Just drive like nothing is happening, nothin is wrong." Mark s...id grabbing some rope to tie the woman up. "I remember. You going to take the sluts clothes off?" He asked licking his lips. "Just drive, John. Just drive. You'll get your fun too." Mark tied both of the woman's hands behind her back, looping the rope up over her elebows to ensure limitied to no movement from her hands. He then gave. "I better get my ass moving!" she said, putting the mug down on the counter and then nearly running to her room to change. When she got to her room Sara decided to take a full shower instead of just washing up, so she closed the door to her room. Then went into her bathroom to turn the shower on. While the water was warming up she stripped out of her clothes, tossing her shirt, shorts, and panties into the hamper in the corner of her room. Then she stood in front of the full-length mirror and. And along with the dream came stress. Lots of it. Late nights, weekends, tight deadlines all meant that he needed a way to blow of steam. He ate well and went to the gym with what little spare time he had; he'd even tried meditation. But still, some days he felt like his head was going to explode. There was no girlfriend in the picture. He didn't have the time, and what woman wanted a partner who was never available anyway? He had no trouble finding women to fuck; his tall, lanky frame and. " On my knees again, i watch while He removes His clothing. He then stands in front of me and feeds me His turgid cock, and i am very happy to service Him. He strokes my hair; i love to have my face so close to His cock and balls. i lick with my tongue, caress with my lips, and suck with my mouth. Up and down His cock, sucking the tip, back down to His balls, taking them softly in my mouth, then back up His shaft. He has not grabbed my Head yet so i know that i may take my time and do it.