"She gave me my room key and thanked me for helping her out. She did show me a Taser she kept behind the counter. She didn't feel she had needed to us... it just yet.I asked her if there was any good places to get something to eat and she told me of a nice restaurant a couple of miles up the road. "Too bad you don't have a car," she said."It's ok, I have a bike in the truck. Care to join me when you get off work?"That's how I met Lesley. She ended up spending the night in my room. She was one. "To: SerenaFrom: DanielSubject: RE: All Holes FilledAs you're getting tit fucked, I position myself next to Eileen's pussy and ass. The scent on her is strong and as I part her arse cheeks, I can hear how wet she is. I slowly insert my finger into her pussy. 'Rena you've got Eileens pussy so wet, can you hear it?' Then I pull apart her arse cheeks more to reveal her whole hairy pussy in all it's glory. I'm so horny that I position myself better and start to push my tongue into it. The taste of. “What do you mean; this is what I asked for?” You scream as I re-position you.I don’t answer at first, concentrating on getting you in the right place for the finale of the ordeal. Then, with you hands tied across the table to a cleat on the underside, I let you into the secret.“I am the guy you wrote to. Remember you told me how hot my story ‘Torture’ made you feel. How you told me of your fantasy, how you privately wanted to be abused. Remember how you wrote the first part of the story? Well. Chrissy had once asked me why I wasn't seeing anyone, which wasn't the real question she had on her mind really, and giving her a less than satisfactory answer to her real question, she had come out boldly and directly with what was really on her mind."What are you doing for sexual satisfaction?" she had asked, surprising me with such a grown up concern for my well-being. And as such, I had answered her openly, though more with a gesture than words, by smiling and merely enclosing my fist,.