"honey release me, I so want to fuck you myself" you cried but I looked at you and smiled, the young girl approached you, her nakedness, her small tit..., her small hairy mound feasted on by your eyes, you were torn between watching me and gazing at her pussy.Your body taut straining against the chains she nealt between your thighs, taking your swollen meat in her fingers.You gasped as she took it in her mouth,"oh shit" the words escaping your mouth as she began to suck,your eyes looked towards. Her head was between my thighs, her eyes level with my clothed cock. She tugged the stubborn fabric and they came free; she slid them to my knees, then my ankles, and they were off. Only my boxers stood between her and my cock. The full extent of my erection looked like it was about to burst through my cotton boxers using sheer willpower and hunger alone. Her fingers approached the base of my cock, and I scooted closer to the edge of my seat ever still. My balls were cupped in her hands,. Maybe he would forget the number. Maybe he wouldn't come. Just then there was a knock at my door. I opened it and he walked through setting his gym bag down on the floor. He was dressed in an oxford shirt and trousers looking very differently than the nude figure who just minutes ago had seduced me in the sauna. He seemed to gaze at me, taking in his prize dressed in my shorts and t-shirt from earlier. As I released the door and it closed behind us he reached up his hand and cupped my face as. I took her hand and ran it over the shield. “Feel that?” I asked and she nodded. “It’ll keep me safe. Go get your stuff. You’ll probably have to move your truck.”She nodded, gave me a kiss, and let me go.I turned to the front door, and felt it for heat. It felt cool to the touch, like the night before, so I pulled it open.The house, the porch, and about the first ten feet of snow were untouched. It was as if an invisible protective wall separated us from the rest of the yard, because beyond.