Getting out the car and coming over. Pausing. Wondering. Smiling. I'd be so helpless - gagged, tied, and blindfolded. Maybe I'd struggle, start whimpe...ing and squirming. Then they'd come over. Begin running their fingers over my soft young flesh. Slowly at first - then they'd grow bolder. Even as I struggled they'd slip a finger inside of me... feel how wet I was... how tight I was...I let out a moan as I imagined that, and slipped my own finger deep into my cunt. It felt so good, imagining. ”Moving closer, he spat on my sphincter then, gently, slowly, he ran his finger around my opening until it relaxed. Then he pushed until a finger slid smoothly inside. The intrusion felt strange but good, so good. His touch made my whole body shudder with pleasure.Jacques stroked and teased, encouraging my hole to open. He ran the fingers of his other hand over my wet snatch, rubbing my juices over my sphincter and his own cock, lubricating both. Then, suddenly, he withdrew his buried finger. "...Mmmmm, it was ok, nothing exciting. I just got back -huh- and I -gasp- really just want to get to ...bed." "Are you ok? Your voice sounds strange." "Of course, I am ... just -umph- tired." I heard the bed squeak. "I just want ... to ... get some sleep -mmph-." "What are you doing? Is he there?" "Don't be... ridiculous. Alright sweetie I have to -ah- go." Her voice sounded slightly frantic toward the end and I heard what sounded a lot like a man groaning just as she put the receiver down. I. ---------------------------------------- Gregg was sitting in his room listening to music when the knock came at his door. He figured it would be Mary, his cleaner, so he shouted for her to come in. She had seen him topless before, so he didn’t bother to put a shirt on. He enjoyed having a chat with Mary while she cleaned his room and went to turn his music down. When the door opened and he turned to face it, it wasn’t Mary standing there, but a much younger, better-looking woman, the very.