Mick watched her unlock the door and enter. He groaned. "What have I got myself into" he put his car into gear, released the hand brake and set off ho...e.At home he was, as ever, greeted by his four-year-old son. Keen to tell him about the adventures of the day. His wife, two months pregnant was more sedate. That night he agonised over whether to tell his wife about the meeting, or even if he should invite her along.Mick had decided to completely forget about her and the date. But as Thursday. Even under Ran's boring outfit I wore garterbelt and stockings, but I couldn't wait to get home and change intomore familiar, feminine clothes. I had also scheduled anotherappointment at the nail parlor as soon as I realized I would have toshorten my nails for the day, so before Kelly even got home thatevening I had my nails redone and was back to my normal, elegantappearance. The business arrangement we had invented, where Ran worked athome and Brandy went into the office worked very well. . "Let's go back to my apartment, and, I don't know, talk a little more." Now, I'm blushing a bright red.He looks at me confused, so. I lean in, and, kiss his mouth, softly."Why are you kissing me, Marina?" Because, you staring at my tits made my pussy wet, and, I'd love to show you what my tits look like!" I say, whispering in his ear.He says nothing, and, take me by my hand, and, we head for the parking lot, he walks me to my car, and, I wait for him to get into his car, so, he can follow me to. The first thing he remembers after waking up is the site of several men standing over him. The struggle against his bonds, his legs roughly spread wide and up and the sharp, painful pang of penetration followed by the horrid, slippery, sliding sensation as the cruelly curved wooden dildo, generously greased, was pushed deep into his bowels and secured by the leather straps running between his legs. Its round base even now took most of his weight as it pushed into him, creating a pressure that.