It was an invitation he was not inclined to turn down.He started her off nice and slow because she was a lady and all but by the time he was getting r...ady to accelerate and give it to her real good and hard, she was already going through a convulsive orgasm and crying out nasty dirty words like a cavalry trooper. Her pretty pucker hole was staring up at him with infinite temptation but he reasoned it was a mite early on to be shoving his business up there without some preparatory ground. As time went by, our lusty little relationship slowly diminished... but neither of us decided to break it off. Time and time again, I avoided potential relationships with other men as I still believed I only wanted Vincent. I wanted nothing more than his acceptance, just as always. I wanted him to want me... and an aching fear of being left by him was always on my mind. I was so alone. Day after day I had waited for him... What started off as regular, romantic dates, eventually turned into a. The waist metallic belt holdseverything together- it resembled medieval woman chastity belts. You canpee thru the belt. If you need access to your clitty or pussy, you haveto ask me. I have the only key," explained Rob. And as to demonstratethis new power, he held up the key that hung by his neck. Jessica was excused and she walked back to join the other gurls. As shemoved, she could feel the plug with the belt connected to it, pushed itin even further. Each step and tug was a thrust of the. I make him nervous. He looks about ready to concede, but he’s wearing the wrong shirt to do that.“So, uh…” He takes another drink. “Do we just-”“We do this in the handicapped bathroom,” I say.“Right now?” he asks.“Right now,” I say.He takes another drink. “Fuck it,” he says. “Why not?”“Fantastic,” I say.He smiles way too eager.I reach for the paper bag. “So, you want a face or would you rather do the headless thing?”“What?” he asks.“I’ve got faces,” I say, digging into my purse for the cutouts..