Our chat moved from strict BIL/SIL to friends’ kind of chat. We chatted till midnight, and I had no idea how the time flew. I never thought she was ...his fun. And I also thought that this drinking idea was a one-time deal. But life again proved that it had planned something else for the both of us.End of almost a month in lockdown, and it’s just another Friday:There were no updates as to when the lockdown would be lifted. We were binge-watching and having our weekend fun with some booze. She. Satisfying my urges withmasturbation and fantasizing. My perversions developed to where I wishedI could have my own fat breasts with big puffy nipples. I fantasiedabout playing with my huge tits and masturbating, getting with what Iconsidered the best of the female world, without the intimidation ofbeing with a real woman.I read the magic words silently in my head and debated what to do next,my pulse thundered in my ears, I noticed there was a reversal spell onthe same page. This sealed the. I stand up and go to the cubicle to find out how much longer your going to be and when i pull the curtain aside your wearing just your underwear. You don't know im behind you but i let you know by running my finger down your spine very slowly.I then whisper into your ear "need a hand?" and let my hands slowly work down your body.I move your hair to one side and start to kiss your neck slowly and work my way down to your shoulder. You turn around and look me in the eye and say "I want more then. Let us git rigged up, we'll be right back."The two men returned to the buckboard and got two lengths of rope. One of each was fastened to the buckboard. The other end of one of the ropes was fastened into a harness around Bill so that he could be dragged back out of the hole, if necessary. Bill threw the loose end of the other rope down into the sinkhole.The wall of the sinkhole was steep and slippery with loose sand, so Bill had to hold on to the other rope as he slid down to the injured man..