One day I was sitting and a call came. I picked it up and a beautiful voice hit my ears saying “Hello.” I was lying and got up hearing such a beau...iful voice. She was interested in my ad and wanted a house for rent. We fix the date for the meeting. I was imagining her figure and face in my mind from her voice. The day came and she was about to reach the place.I was standing and was just staring here and there. Just then a cab stopped and a lady stepped out of it with a man. She took out her. It was a Gynaecologists chair complete with stirrups. I was told to climb on and then velcro strip were put around my calves, stomach, and 2 on my chest, above and below my tits trying to squash them into a much narrower base. Not that they had much luck with my tiny tits. Between my legs a dildo on a pole threatened to stab into my pussy. After a couple of minor adjustment I was getting fucked again. My sensitive pussy gave me 5 orgasms that time and I had no problem standing when I was. She looked happy, and Stone wanted to keep seeing that look on her face. He inched closer, until he was standing up against the edge of her stool, tucked in the space between her thighs. He squeezed her breast and moved his hand onto the other one.“Bet you’d just love to fuck all these whores,” she hissed under her breath.He pinched her nipple just at the edge of too hard and leaned toward her ear. “What would you think if I told you I just want to fuck my own little whore?”The look on her face. "Did Jen go?" I asked, immediately hating myself.She nodded, smirking and leaning in to share a secret. "She was there, flaunting her marriage, like your brother was the perfect catch. I'm sorry to be so catty, Ben, but that's what we old maids do, whisper behind the pretty girls' backs," she said, smiling. I smiled with her."You didn't find anyone at school that you wanted to spend the rest of your life with?" I asked.She shook her head, forlornly, but recovering quickly. "Will you do it?".