Of course like in the English farces our room mate chose that time to arrive, not as we thought a couple but a single guy and a young one at that. Of ...ourse that broke the mood but with abundant apologies the guy turned off the lights and went into the bathroom and after a while came out and got into his bed and seemingly quickly went off to sleep.Well our coitus interruptus decided to be coitus if we were very quiet and once again my fingers found Anne's clitoris and hers found my cock and we. He slowed the rhythm of his fingers, bringing her back down to earth. ‘We’re here.’ He spoke. She looked at him, mute. Her eyes were liquid. He quickly paid the cab driver and pulled her gently from the cab. ‘Can you walk?’ ‘Yes.’ They moved hand in hand to the building. ‘Where are your keys, honey?’ She pressed them into his hand. He opened the door and swung her up into his arms. She clutched at his neck. ‘Down the hall, Cole.’ He moved swiftly. Cole fumbled with the keys for a moment, moved. She was lying on a small bed, and she could see that her phone wason a table across the room. She tried to get up as she normally wouldbut quickly fell back down on the mattress. The corset she was wearingmeant that she was going to have to figure out new ways to move about.Throwing her legs over the side of the bed, she pushed her arms behindher, slowing rising her to a sitting position.The effort took the breath out of her. She sounded like she had justbeen fucked, hard. OMG ,giggles.After a. Wilco, hadn't made a public appearance in years. Some say it's due to an injury that crippled her for life. Others say it was because she was paranoid about people stealing her ingredients. Whatever happened, it was enough to make her close the gates to the factory for good, never allowing anyone to set foot there. That was, until the contest was announced.The news reported that Wendy Wilco had hidden five golden tickets in five different Wilco Bar wrappers. Those who found the tickets would.