”“Oh, not fully? Lisa mimicked my words and looked back down between my legs as if to check out my story. “Well, that sounds like a challenge, b...g brother. Should I leave you alone with my pantyhose so you can get fully aroused?” She giggled at the suggestion.“No,” I said much too quickly, and meaning I didn’t want to pleasure myself with her pantyhose. This might have been a lie, I thought. But Lisa ‘the lawyer’ jumped all over my testimony.“No? Oh, you want me to stay here. You like me seeing. . It was too late for all this, you were pulling me to my feet. Over the closet door were straps, you pushed me forwards, face to the door and passed the two top straps through my bent elbows and pulled them tight. This pulled my arms up and back and hurt like hell, I groaned and pulling my head back you warn me not to complain. My ankles were pulled apart and fixed to a spreader bar with ankle cuffs, kneeling, you are between my legs, touching my wet cunt and sliding your fingers in and out. We agreed not to mention the situation and I watched as she bent over picking things out of her suitcase. She was wearing white shorts and sandals and a nice tank top. She stood 5'6” with golden blonde shoulder length straight hair, blue eyes, and about 120 pounds. As she stood, she placed both hands on her back and rubbed her lower lumbar region. I fixed us both a drink, vodka and cran, with the ice I obtained from the front desk and we talked for about 45 minutes catching up on life. . I realize she stared at me with her eyes. She was wearing a tight jeans with a pink jumper, her hair was out looking sexy. She started fucking about with me saying have I fucked anyone since coming outta jail, I know I had couple of pussies but lied to her saying not yet. She was amazed and told me she was so surprise mentioning him the horniest boy ever that’s unbelievable, I started drinking more vodka and also she was drinking with me, me and her we were in the same bed, she was telling me.