Stuttering “Its ok!” She stopped me, placing her hand on mine. “I know i was overweight and unhappy with myself. Being dumped a few times, hint ...int”. She said punching my arm, making me instantly feeling like shit. “Got me to change my life. So I got a personal trainer, boob job, contacts, braces, diet and surprisingly...well you see the results.” she said smiling. “I soon found it interesting how guys were begging me to go out and kept buying me shit just because of how i looked.” she said. "Although, would a sweet woman do that? Get you all amped up and then deny you the incestuous pleasure you crave? If I seriously teased you and didn't gave you that pleasure after you shared your feelings, I'd want you to slap the shit out of me. I'm not kidding; I'd want you to, Todd. That would be the bitchiest thing I think I could do." No, Celica, I'd never ever slap you," he put on the record, shaking his head no. "Not in a million years."She smooched his cheek, smirked and lowered herself. I didn’t think much of it, but it got tighter suddenly and then I tried to pull out, but YEOW! I couldn’t! I tried, and it hurt like hell. I immediately knew what that noise was - an electrical wire tie and wrapped around me and the more I pulled out the tighter it got. I could hear voices and laughter from the other side. Not one guy, a BUNCH of guys. Then my cock started feeling lips wrapped around it, lips after lips and taken turns from I did not know how many all wanting their chance to. When I got to the house I took it out of my pocket and stared at it to the point I almost memorized the number!!!!!It mad em so curious to who had written it and what the intention was and was hoping I was correct.I picked up the phone and started to dial but then put phone back down. I did that several times thinking what I would say but needed time to think.Several days went by and I kept looking at the paper with the number and would get hot thinking of it so very much!!Then I decided to.