I was blindfolded and tied up. But now, I was lying on what felt like a bed, with my ass at the edge, and my legs bent down over the edge, tied down a... the ankles. My arms were outstretched, tied to something. I could feel that my bra was still on, as were my shoes and ankle socks, but other than that I was naked. I was restrained but totally turned on.“Are you ready to complete your cum training, Vanessa?” I heard Alex ask. “Yes, I am,” I told him. “Good. Today you’re going to drink more cum. " Her knees clamped together rapidly hiding her charismatic darling from Dan's hungry eyes. A ticket appeared in her hand which she handed to the man with a sweet smile; he glanced at it and moved on, he glanced back and raised an eyebrow when he caught Dan's eye. Dan returned his attention to his travelling companion and saw her eyes flick to his erection before returning to her magazine. She had a little smile twitching at the corners of her kissable lips. Once more her thighs parted opening. Jonathan Wilkerson rose to greet me. He was a small man — shorter than his secretary, Becky, I noted — and was impeccably dressed. I was glad that I, too, had dressed for the occasion.I won’t bore you with the details, but after having a very bitter-tasting cup of coffee that Becky supplied, I was seated in a special lounge chair facing a screen. The room was darkened and the show began. I was shown dozens of pictures of girls. Each one showed two, and the two girls were always different or. The thin , but strong elastic strap at the back was short and such that when you pulled the waistband into position around the hips it lifted my cheeks and parted them so that they looked firm and really fuckable. My ass has always been popular.Although my G look quite good through the first pair of swimmers, a slightly oversized white pair. My handsome man suggested I lose them and try the swimmers again as I would wear them on the beach. I’d barely uttered the words, “are you sure”, when he.