Are…are Luke and Rod all right?’ ‘They’re both hurt,’ Alex said. He was glad to learn that nobody had been killed, or even seriously injured... ‘But they’ll be OK. Lise, you and I need to talk.’ ‘I…I know,’ she said. ‘Tim,’ Alex said, ‘why don’t you interview Luke? I’ll talk with Lise. And make sure there’s somebody with Billingham. We don’t want him doing anything stupid, not after all this.’ ‘OK, boss,’ Tim said. ‘Lise, why don’t you and I go down to the coffee shop?’ Alex said. ‘I’ll buy you a. I look around the apartment and tidy up the obviously-kinky things - the paddle, the dog tail and collar. The shackles.Once in the car I make a quick pit stop at a pet store and pick up a cat collar - the kind for outdoor cats with a bell on it. I bury it in my purse and floor it down the freeway to the hotel. I spot my bell boy in the parking lot, waiting nervously in the shade of a large oak tree on the side most distant from the entrance. He looks quite a bit younger than I remember, now. I’d have lapped at her tits and cunt all night long, until her knees buckled and she had to ride my shoulders, because I wasn’t done drinking her juices.I was just thinking that she was so concerned with being clean down there, when it occurred to me that the gesture was probably making her pussy feel good.She passed it over her little slit over and over again, softly gasping. Her head was tilted back and then she turned around and I almost ran out of there. But her eyes were closed and she. She only hoped she could catch up with six months of training in one day. Maria was already used to her Mister Average and could take it with ease, but, as she climbed on her bed and opened the lube, she started to come to grips with all the work she had to put in to fill the gap.Maria sat on the sofa as the sun fell into the horizon. The world outside consumed by darkness as night came. Inside Holly’s flat, the low lights gave the room a strange atmosphere. Maria was wearing a white dress, the.