Kevin can do it (by sitting on one arm while he ties the other), but it's so hard when I'm fighting that he's almost too exhausted to fuck me properly...afterwards, so I wisely opt for token struggling and proper fucking rather than the other way around.The same principal doesn't apply once my hands are tied though. It was actually a bit scary how incapacitated I felt the first time he did it; in a real attack and with her hands out of commission, a woman's only real chance would be a well-placed. I don’t mind too much though as I just love getting it out. Besides, I am sure the sight of these women will make it swell a little. In preparation I took the opportunity to drive down there on my lunch hour on Tuesday as my afternoon was quiet and could take a longer break. I walked from the Marina (just nearby) and found a spot near to some couples as much of the beach is single or gay men. One of the couples appeared to be exhibitionists as she was sitting with her legs wide open showing off. I purposely walkin the direction of the women's clothing...I gaze at the tight fitting leggings and ass tight jeans. Just the thought of me wearing such whorish clothing makes my dick struggle against the inside of my pants.Finally making it to the shop I was looking for, I quickly scanned the area to see if anyone was in the shop.There were only 2 or 3 people shopping. I like to get in and out before anyone notices me and my slutty items.I try to wait until this no or a short line so that no. Lots of it. I'm not planning on getting a lot of sleep."As Inez went in to see her parents, we noticed that there was a coffee machine in one corner of the waiting room. Evie declared herself custodian of the coffee, and started to brew up a batch. Meanwhile, I headed down to the cafeteria. Yes, Inez had said she wasn't hungry. I was pretty sure, though, that she hadn't eaten much during this whole terrible experience, and I had a feeling she'd change her mind if food was placed in front of.