After a few minutes of slobbering on his cock, he asked if if I wanted to get fucked, and reached down with his hands to help me stand up. Although I ...illing went into the restroom up to this point I had not really given this much thought, or worse planning. I've never been fucked before and here I was without any condom or lube. As he moved to get behind me he pushed his had on my back so I was bent over at the waist, trying to keep my balance as my pant were around my ankles. Without any talk. »You are nice!«, I brabble in my hormon-related manly confusion - and that's maybe the most stupid thing to say, then she questions the statement immediately quite quizzically: »...just judging by my underwear?« »I'm sorry!«, it is my time now to mumble, but she just brushes my words away with the back of her hand like an annoying fly out of sight: »You're a man - and they're all the same! First they are nice, and when they got what they want they hit you or the road!« My eyes are stuck on her. I asked him how much I owed him and he told me they were on the house. I told him I wanted to check them out and pulled them out of the envelope. I took one copy of each pic and handed them to the counter guy and told him I wanted to know which were his favorites the next time I come in. My husband couldn’t believe how excited I was or how brazen I was in teasing those two. Our adventures escalated from there and we continued taking pictures. With the advent of the digital age our games with. The following morning, or at least Andrew assumed it was morning, daylightstreamed through the huge window, coming round slowly he saw he was chainedto the floor by his feet in the room that he first stayed in, the bed had beenmoved to the opposite wall leaving a big space of floor sufficient enough tolet him reach the table set up with his breakfast, but no further. He hauledhis aching body to the table and munched hungrily on the food, there was toastand some bacon, a banana , and of course a.