It was a very nice complex, so nice you couldn’t drive in to the parking lot without a gate code or permission from the guard house. The trip to Lin...sey’s work was as bad, she worked at a secure facility with gates and guard shacks, however driving by, I could see the Chevelle in the back of the lot. There was a bar and grill within walking distance from Lindsey’s work. I sat down for an early lunch. It was ten am and I asked for a seat by the window in view of the gate to Lindsey’s work. I ate. Some of the time it went in and some of the time the plug acted like a blunt object and just punched my ass, taint, or tailbone. with a little relaxing and some better aiming it worked as expected. i wouldn't recommend rearing back and swinging hard, mainly because being slightly off aim could cause a very hard point to hit you where there was no orifice. luckily, most of the short swats punched into my ass, and after a few minutes i was rather sore and my ass was a bright red. i discovered. Looking at hubby the black guy laughs at his small white cock and looks at me saying "does that little thing please you bitch?" I don't reply as the black guy waves his gun at hubby telling him to sit on the chair whilst the black guy pulls lengths of rope from his bag and ties hubbys hands to the back of the chair, his right leg to right leg of the chair and left to the left leg then another rope around his chest and the back of the chair and finally forces hubbys boxers into his mouth saying. Summoning a little more resolve, she walked from the little bedroom where she had changed, and into the studio.Mike was standing behind an easel with a fresh canvas on it. He smiled and indicated the couch where he posed her as he wanted her. He returned to the easel and began to work."We'll break in an hour," he told her, "and have a cup of tea. I usually work in silence."And silence there was for the next hour. At the end of the hour Mike went to make tea, and Mel covered up for a while. She.