.I bent over and started to tie my shoes as soon as he was a couple of feet away from me making sure my ass was facing him and he would be able to see...the hole on my shorts and see a little bit of my ass ( was not wearing underwear) I hear him say "Como estas" how are you in Spanish... I just gave him a nice smile and he kept walking. I stretched for a good 5 mins and decided to head back, I had a feeling he was following me back so I kind of slowed down my pace till I could hear his steps. I stopped her at that point and had her swap positions with me so that I could start fucking her. I was afraid that I would come if she kept up with the blow job, and that would defeat the whole purpose of the exercise.She lay on her back and raised her feet to put them on my shoulders without being prompted. I wondered about that, but did not mention it at the moment. Instead, I just went ahead with my usual routine of getting my cock fully coated with her fluids. As soon as that was done, I. My arms were securely tied with a soft cloth that had been torn into strips. My legs were forced apart to 120 degrees and tied in a similar manner both at the knees and ankles. I could wriggle a bit but only a few centimeters. I suddenly realized that the way I was tied gave total access to my cock which was the hardest it’s ever been. A thin ply board about 300 mm in diameter with a 35 mm hole cut into its centre was placed over my cock. Helmut was being true to his word. Only the cock was to. He was becoming irritated. He moved through the house turning on lights, listening for the sound, trying to identify from whence it issued. But it seemed omnidirectional. He assumed a plains Indian crouch and moved his head slowly from side to side using the space between his ears as the base of a vector triangle and the sound came again. But from whence it came he knew not. Now that the problem had assumed more serious proportions Patrick thought he might as well have a drink. He went into the.