Forgoing the lights, I lit a few candles instead. Tonight, I planned to indulge in my darkest fetish, autoerotic asphyxiation. For as long as I can re...ember, I’ve fantasized about death by hanging, the seductive way the noose slowly tightens around my throat as I inevitably struggle until the deliciously bitter end.I used to come up to this attic at our summer cabin while my parents were out on my dad’s lobster boat. I’d found a length of white nylon rope. I think it was a spare mooring line. These days many icons have been recreatedNow it's your turn, yes your bimbo-hood's fated.But as destinies go, yours is no cause to grieveA bimboslut's happy, though sometimes naive.You'll be so very happy you can't help but giggleAnd so very horny you'll just want to wriggle!When we're done with you, you will be so delicious!Adored and adorable and meretricious.A dazzling new life is about to unfoldWhere you're young and vivacious instead of just oldYour stingy old mind is the only. Anyway they left and I got served. I'd parked my car down a quiet side street off the main road as there's no parking allowed on the High Street. The girls were walking quite slowly and I passed them on the way to my car. As I got in the car one of the girls shrieked! Her carrier bag had leaked the contents of her take away meal all over one leg of her expensive pantyhose and she proceeded to take them off exclaiming "well these are ruined" just as they walked past my car window. As they walked. "A wise man once said, "When it comes to pussy there is good and there is bad and the worst I ever had was wonderful" and that was true when it came to Maxine. Her blow jobs were half hearted, but I enjoyed them anyway especially since it was Miss Better Than Thou who was giving them to me. She pretty much laid there for the two times I pounded her pussy, but I could tell she was making a huge effort not to give me the satisfaction of seeing her respond. It was a different story when it came to.