"Can I see your identity pass, please," I asked. The girl fished in her bag and pulled out a small clam shell-shaped frame. One side held a daguerreot...pe image of the girl, the other the intricately printed form that identified her as an accredited member of the event service team. Security for the marriage was understandably tight. Members of the Household Cavalry were in attendance in ceremonial uniform but there were others there too, checking passes and tickets, opening bags, searching. She couldn't believe her handsome stranger had turned out to be the same guy she was supposed to meet as a marriage proposition. Her father's business partner had wanted Fatima and his son to meet each other.Irfaan was delighted to find out that Fatima was the same woman from the park. He'd been afraid that he'd never see her again. He'd ended up fucking her in her parents kitchen the day before. She'd been amazing, absolutely driving him crazy with her eager willingness to submit to his every. As I passed the bedroom, she called out again. "Happy birthday Mike, I won't be long. Make yourself comfortable." Hazel and I had been friends ever since I'd moved into the flat above hers six months earlier and although we were pretty close, nothing sexual had ever happened between us, not that I hadn't thought about it. In fact Hazel was the subject of many of my fantasies and in the privacy of my bedroom, I'd imagined many sexual scenarios with her.When Hazel eventually came into the lounge. ” I didn’t resist. How could I? SinceI’d kicked off my shoes, I was wearing nothing but panties. “Now,the panties, Lisa.”I was nude. Standing on my knees. “Kiss her again”. I was in a daze.My eyes shut. Something clicked, and I realized my hands were heldbehind me. Handcuffed! Lisa withdrew her kiss and I opened myeyes. Larry was giving her a whip! It was little, about as long as abelt. “She’s frightened, let her see it,”.