Thanks for meeting with me. I've really been looking forward to this." So have I, Walt. I've been wanting to spend more time with you."As they ride th... elevator up to the room by themselves, Walt hands Jill a small envelope."Put this in your pocket, Jill. It's my appreciation for you meeting with me." Aww... Thanks, Walt," Jill says, as she puts her arms around Walt's waist and puts her head on his chest for a few seconds.Jill feels comfortable with him as they walk down the hall to their room.. On the drive back to my house I noticed his van was all carpeted in the back with lots of cushions – I thought this must be his passion wagon. So I determined not be lured especially on a first date. Bobbie leant over to kiss me goodnight and with his lovely soft lips feeling so sensual I melted in his arms and we let our tongues stroke each other. His hand started stroking my knee and moved up under my skirt – I pushed it away as he reached my panties. So he moved his hand under my blouse and. I held the pitcher to her face and let her drink and then I poured what was left down her back. It was pretty cold in that cellar. She shivered and gooseflesh appeared on her arms and legs.I found another iron spike, drove it into the wall six inches higher and lifted her up to it. Now her feet did not come close to touching the ground and I wondered how long it would be before her shoulders were dislocated.Five minutes of that and she cried out, “I’ll tell you; I’ll tell you.”I stood before. "Oh, oh, oh," she said. I knew if I touched her clit again she'd come. If I moved my finger at all she'd come. I let myself soak in her cunt. Her excitement slowly ebbed. I knew it would be all the stronger next time. When she was far enough from orgasm, I slipped my finger out."You're naughty," she said."You're naughty," I countered. "Smell." I stuck my finger under her nose. "What's it smell like?" I don't know," she said."You know," I said. "Tell me." Me," she said. "It smells like me." You.