Real good. I promise." Freddie curled up his legs, causing her to release his hardness, and he moved to press her back onto the grass beside the river... He quickly pushed her dress up. His hand was squeezing a breast as his other hand began to pull down her panties."Please, be careful Freddie. Promise it won't hurt me." He leaned down to cover her mouth with his mouth, kissing her roughly, and tickling her moist pussy. She was moaning around his mouth, spreading her legs apart. Then her hips. "Last call for flight 639 to Gatwick. Last call" Grabbing his laptop and backpack he made his way to the gate. 'Finally home' was all he could think. Approaching the gate he got his passport and boarding pass ready. In front of him stood a woman in what he guessed as being late twenties to mid thirties. Her long blonde hair was tied up in a tight little bun which complimented the blue dress she wore. She looked like she was in the business area as well. The line began to move with people not. It looked much smaller than the plastic one. He wasn’t sure how he could fit in such a tiny device. It was such a relief when Mrs. Vance unlocked his cage and removed it.“Regular hygiene is important when wearing a cage. I’m going to clean you off before placing you in the new cage. Don’t even think about having an orgasm while I clean you.”Mrs. Vance scrubbed his hard dick vigorously, gripping hard around his member with a fist full of soap. She was obviously testing him, trying to coax him to. ’ Well I fought and won – and I will keep fighting for her until the day I die.’ Holding Jennifer very tightly, he looked at them all. ‘Your official invitations will arrive soon, and I’d like you to note that there’ll be no wedding presents. Absolutely none! Not one for heaven’s sake. Instead, we’ll be very pleased if some of you donate to the Westmead Hospital Children’s Cancer Appeal. Certain companies have agreed to match the donations so that perhaps children will eventually be free of.