“I would do anything for you.” She finally smiles at my pledge.“Okay… I’m trusting you.”“Good. Now I want to know, how did you like the ...ictures?”“They were… really hot.”“Did you masturbate to them?” I ask point blank, and Emily actually blushes. It takes a lot to bring blood to her cheek - via embarrassment, that is. I smile widely.“Are you attracted to her?” Emily shrugs her shoulders, face still hot. “You’ve never been with a girl have you?” I ask, just to be sure.“No, never.”“But you like. ” We made the walk there in less than thirty minutes, and was met at the entrance by Vicki. “Hi-- Sandra called and said to be looking for you two. I'm Vicki , and I've already been told a lot about you. Please come in and I'll show you around.” As we moved to the juice bar , I saw a bulletin board. In heavy print a paper stated : “We will offer our members massage & bodywork very soon. Ask Vicki for details.” Vicki was showing off the juice bar to Debra.. It was nearly identical to. The fastenings pulled tight but not so much to cut off the circulation. Taking hold of one of the metal rings looped in the cuff you lead the beauty towards the chair. Sitting yourself down you pull her onto her knees and she looks at the hard member pointing towards the swing. You pull her across your lap forcing her to rise off her knees and pass the solid shaft she so desperately wanted in her mouth. Taking one hand you clip one of the rings into a metal clip at the bottom of the chair. You. ..........Hans: It is all there for youMona: It is very slippery now, please get on the floor, on all four and stick your ass up in the air.Hans: Will do, will doMona: Now honey, I already lubed my foot and my some of red toe nails are going in, do they hurt honey?Hans: I will lick your feed firstMona: no honey, my food is going in your ass right now and this is final, get on with itHans: Yes, yesMona: I want to see how much you can take it fagHans: Please not all your foot, pleaseMona: That is.