She was thoughtful enough to give me the odd hand job when Nancy was too busy to take care of me or was involved with some new man-friend from her job...downtown. The fact that she had put on a lot of weight since the birth of her little boy was not a drawback, because she was on the skinny side before that fateful occasion.The fact that Marsha was away visiting her relatives in New Jersey left the three of us with time on our hands and we decided to take advantage of the relaxed atmosphere to do. In Ihren H?nden sah ichzu meinem Entsetzen schwere Eisenfesseln. Sie erinnerten mich anmittelalterliche Filme. Er packte mein langes Haar und riss es nach hintenw?hrend sie mir brutal Eisenschellen an meinen Hand- und Fu?gelenkenbefestigte. Sie waren mit kurzen Ketten verbunden. Auch die Hand und Fu?fesselnwaren verbunden. Ich merkte das ich nun nur noch auf allen vieren mich bewegenkonnte. Aber sie war noch nicht fertig. Ein eisernes Halsband lag noch auf demBoden. Auch das wurde brutal an. I am tall and told that I'm good looking, sandy hair, and green eyes; broad at the shoulder and narrow at the hip. And, I was going to be a doctor.After dinner, going to bed was the accepted dating protocol in Inga's mind and she expected me to seduce her.However, me being a soon to be physician, I was loathe to have sex with her yet, because of the risk of her cute little twat being the home to various creatures that might bite me, or kill me. I discussed this with Inga, deferring to have sex. We certainly knew it wasn't indeed like that, but it seemed that way when I legitimately hit him with my jugs.Although, after a few minutes, he grabbed onto both of my tits and looked back at me. "Enough, woman, I love your melons, but I prefer to enjoy them at my leisure," he made clear, before taking me down to the floor. "I'm not saying I'm upset, but now I want to make love to you," he told me, before grabbing my thighs, and letting his wood thrust in and out."Oh, I like that," I added,.