I stuck the blank into the lock, and it went in with no problem. I wouldn't be surprised if the surplus graphite helped to lubricate the key as it wen... in. I twisted it back and forth as hard as I could to make the necessary marks and them withdrew the key. Yes! The marks on the blank showed where the cuts had to be made.Alice took the marked blank back to the key shop and found the same man who had waited on her before. He recognized her, so no further explanation was required. He spent about. I can feel its wetness, the cum cool against my skin. Again the feeling, again the thought. Garbage.I’d give anything to be allowed to come.“Let her loose!” he says, and for a moment I delude myself into thinking my prayers have been answered. Hands grab my arms, and I yelp as they’re yanked out behind me. Then, with a series of snips, my arms are free. My shoulders ache, and my fingers tingle as blood flows back into them. “You know what to do,” he says.I do.He was right. My pussy is. Just another wow. He started to study the man. His head was locked in a small cage with heavy iron bars. The cage ended in a steel collar around his neck. The cage was fixed to two chains that went up to the ceiling, and as far as Harry could see, nothing else was supporting the man, he was hanging by his head. His torso was thin and skinny, but just like his wife, he had a flabby belly like he had been fat before. The man had a couple of huge piercings set deep behind his nipples. From the. Oh, he was very good: varying his rhythm so that I was practically begging for him to fuck me faster and harder. Not that I could say much other than grunt as I continued to tongue-fuck his wife. It wasn't long before I could sense her pussy walls twitching and contracting, so I applied more pressure to her clit, inviting her to cum in my mouth. And cum she did, while her husband continued to fuck me; he had slowed down a bit so that I wouldn't cum yet, but his wife exploded and a river of her.