They’re topped with the most perky nipples you’d ever want to see. She’s thin but not emaciated. Long legs that go all the way up to her firm as....Now what could go wrong with that? Well, let me tell you, she has gotten out of control. She spends her days spending my money. Its Ok, I’ve got plenty, but she doesn’t ever seem to have time for me. I mean, between the spa and hair appointments, and the drinks at the Country Club with her friends, I rarely see her. The final straw was a month ago. I tried to shake off whatever was blindfolding me but obviously that didn’t work. The footsteps just stop there. Not speaking. Nothing. The person stood here without a single word. And with me all shaking about and trying in vain to form some intelligible words, I soon found myself extremely exhausted from all the efforts. Finally I gave up and lay there sobbing into my gag while trying to catch my breathe. A few minutes later, I could hear the footsteps moving and in a flash, the door closed. One truck matched speeds with us, a man wearing a scarf over his mouth pointed a rifle at us and gestured for me to pull over. I rolled down the window, showing him that I was human and waving, hoping to appear non-threatening. He seemed to speak to the driver, and they accelerated, pulling in front of us and braking so that we would slow. The rest of the column boxed us in, pushing us to the side of the road.They wouldn’t kill me, my story would certainly endear me to rebels, but if they saw. We wrestled around in the sumptuous outsize bed, caressing every part of each other. Tasting and stroking each other. Enjoying a stolen weekend to indulge in a little forbidden fruit before going back to real life. There’s nothing wrong in trying a little of something different now and then - more people should try it. And I was going to enjoy it to the full. I sat on her lap and wrapped my legs around her, or clammy bodies nursing each others. We kissed erotically and she explored my mouth.