”Beth took a drink, which caused her to cough and spit. Determined to show her friend’s dad she could handle it, she took another swig, which went...down much easier. It felt nice and warm in her belly.It wasn’t until her third drink that Phil thought to take the bottle away, “That’s plenty, there. Don’t want you getting sick on me.”They sat there for several minutes. Beth was feeling the effects. When she stood up too quick, Phil grabbed her, not sure if she would accidentally fall into the. He asked who held the key, and Ilied and told him that I had given it to a friend who lived out of state."Get it back for me," was all his immediate reply.He then proceeded to ask me a nonstop barrage of questions. How many menhad I serviced at a go? How many would I like to serve on a daily basis?Could I deep throat? What was the biggest cock I had ever sucked? Howlong could I wear a butt plug? How big? Did I do much bondage? What aboutelectrosex? Did I swallow? Did I swallow piss? Was I into. It was definitely madeto bind someone in it. I brought it to the oak tree and set it down.This whole thing took no more than fifteen minutes and when I was toldto bring beers to everyone that was ready, I passed Cora. She alreadyknew that she was in trouble. The boots had started to do their job andbecause she was chained up, she couldn't sit. She had the constanttorture of the boot on her feet. She tried shifting from one to theother, but it was no use. She was crying loudly already.I was busy. I said it was gorgeous and really complimented her femininity and I knew from her response I had said exactly the right thin. ‘You had better just enjoy your sniffing then hadn’t you?’ she said as. With her hands planted firmly upon my shoulders. She urged me to kneel down on the rich pile carpet as she so wonderful parted her lovely gorgeous thighs inviting me to look up her skirt and enjoy. I cant truly explain the feelings going through my head at the time, but the sheer ambiance of being.