Then he started laughing. “So I believe you’ve got something you want to show me?” “Oh yeah” I said going into my bag and bringing them out...to show him. “They’re a bit bigger than I thought they would be” he admitted. “Yeah they are a bit but go in nice and easily” I said going to put them back in my bag, wondering how I was supposed to put them in… I could go over to the arcade over the other side of the lake. It’s not far but it was too cold. He must’ve been reading my mind because he. “A hundred dollars for her box,” I yelled and held up a hundred dollar bill.“A hundred and one dollars," Harold yelled back.“Two fucking hundred dollars!” I yelled. And Harold bid a dollar more. And so it went, all the way up to nine hundred dollars.“That’s my money you stole from me when I stole your farm, so that money is morally and legally mine!” He ran across the dance floor and grabbed for the money in my hand. “And I out bid you and I want your whore.”Now that was a little too much for. "Show me." She pulled her hand out and raised the finger that had been inside her. Light glistened off the moisture. "Lick it. Pretend it's my cock."The finger disappeared into Maria's mouth and she tasted her own sweet juices. My rock hard cock pressed against the chair, aching with the need to cum."Very good." My hands rested once more on her breasts from outside her sweater. "When can you come over with the last of the paperwork?" Maria's mind could barely think clear enough to answer. "Uh,. The noise made a very loud distinctive noise. Like it meant business to hold you in place. I closed my eyes and listened to the noise. It was more forceful when you had your eyes closed. I drifted off to sleep at around two o'clock or so. I woke up when my cat jumped up on the bed. I looked at the clock. It was a little after nine. I got up and made some coffee. I saw the handcuffs lying on the bed when I came back in. I picked them up and placed them on my wrist. Suddenly I remembered that I.