There was no one there. ?GOD?.I hope that I have the right car. Otherwise, someone is going to get a nasty surprise on their way home tonight,? he tho...ght to himself. He stood at the door quietly placing the blindfold over his eyes. The thumb-cuffs were a little tricky but he got them closed. He took a deep breath and grasped the car door handle, pulled up, and climbed in. The seat was soft and smelled delicious. Leather wafted into his nostrils as he wiggled into the seat. Just as he found. Sometimes he would hit our back and legs but when he decided to use the belt on our tits, it hurt so bad and the welts and bruises lasted for days.Dad liked to fuck my tight cunt a lot. He began to fuck me as soon as dinner was over and then during the day. He did not work so he was always home with his cock sticking out of his pants looking for a hole to fuck. One Friday he fucked me all day long. My ass and cunt were so raw as he must of pounded me at least twelve times. If he wasnt fucking. They were inseparable. The love these two shared was one for the storybooks. Together they explored their sexuality, intertwining her experience with his willingness. Eventually they became equals in lust. It was inevitable that they would bind themselves together in holy matrimony. Two years out of college they became husband and wife."Lee, honey?" Mike spoke; he wondered why she wasn't answering."Earth to Leeann Merrill," he said again."Oh," said Lee coming back to the present. "Sorry Mike, I. Then tears fell.After what seemed like an age, she returned along the pathway. I was torn between following her and going to the bench to enjoy her scent. Her scent was the magnet that day and forever will be.Sitting on the bench, I noticed the memorial sign. It seems that all of the benches in the Botanical gardens are left in memory of individuals who have found different spots within the gardens ... their special place.Sitting there, my mind a riot of thoughts and feelings lost in a.