Repeating this with the other foot, the man went back to the machine. The cement had mixed nicely, and he allowed the contents to fill the wheel barro... he had next to the machine. Turning the machine off, he wheeled the load back to where Lisa lay. Using a shovel. It took little time for the man to fill each of the boxes, encasing Lisa’s feet in the cement. Once it dried, he could allow her to be restraint free. The weight of the cement would restrict her movement.Once again he injected Lisa. It was about 3 months later that I got my bar experience, I told you he had done it to Julia when she got drunk and I had said that I wanted to do it, we were on a conference and we had stayed in a nice very luxurious hotel small but nice, we were on the ground floor and we had been for dinner and had a few drinks in the bar, he attempted to fuck my brains out and almost succeeded and then we had a shower together, I sucked his cock and he took me again, it was about 2.30 in the morning when I. "If only we could jack off," Hank sighed."Too bad we ain't from California," Billy said. "They're all pud pullers out there."Both tall Texans nodded sadly, seeing the difficulty of being from the Lone Star Republic.Then had come the invitation to the barbecue.It was bound to be plenty embarrassing if either of them, or both, were to get a throbbing hard-on at a party. They debated and discussed the issue. But they had nothing else to do and there was always the possibility that they might meet. Helen had to get back to the B&B before she was missed, so an early start was needed. We may as well not have bothered rushing, it turned out. Alan, her husband had been calling the B&B all night, wondering where his wife was. Her boss was frantic with worry and probably a little guilt that he hadn’t looked after her as well as he might. Helen had to face the music, worse, she had to do it on her own and I felt guilty for that. It was the beginning of the end of her marriage. Alan said he.